Monday, March 25, 2013

Arid adventures

Yazd: Desert City


Getting to the city of Yazd was a bit of a struggle since our tour bus broke down half way there from Shiraz in the middle of the desert.  After a few unsuccessful attempts at flagging down tour buses, our bus driver assistant started making bonfires at the back of the bus with fuel to make sure other vehicles coming from behind could see us since it was pitch dark outside.  This was also the time when everyone was making use of the flashlights on their phones.  But the good thing was that we could see the beautiful night sky filled with twinkling stars.  Living in cities all my life, I had never seen so many stars!  Just as I thought we were going to be camping on the bus overnight after about three hours, our tour guide was able to flag down a local tour bus (with a little help from the local police) to take all 25 of us to Yazd.  It was a bus filled with twenty to thirty year olds and a few of them were generous enough to offer us their seats so we all could have seats while some of them sat on the bus steps.  It was nice to share with them about Hong Kong and because they rarely see foreign faces, it was kind of entertaining since they were so curious and we were all taking photos of one another.  After a 15 minute taxi ride from the bus station, we finally arrived at the hotel.  I was still marveling at the star filled night sky as I went to my room.

 The next morning, I woke up extra early to get shots of the sky before dawn and it was just the most gorgeous shade of blue I’ve ever seen.  When we went outside after breakfast, we were surprised to see that our driver and tour bus made it to Yazd after all!   As we went towards our first destination, the Towers of Silence, we came across these sand and clay towers that resemble upside down beehives called yakhchal.  These are actually what Iranians used in the past to store ice and food during the winter time in these desert surroundings so that when summers came along, there would be enough to last through the hot months when temperatures climb upwards of 40 degrees.  These were basically the modern refrigerators!  But now they’re just artifacts of the past and if you go inside, all you would see is a huge hole (be careful not to go too far and fall in!).  Some of the buildings in Yazd are built with wind catchers, another clever ancient innovation and is essentially the modern day fan.  These help to circulate air inside buildings.  In Yazd, they’re built either four or eight sided with the open side facing the prevailing wind so that the airflow is brought right into the heart of a building.  The windcatcher functions as a solar chimney and creates a pressure gradient, allowing hot air to travel up to the top.  One of the tallest existing windcatchers is the Dowlatabad in Yazd.  

 Yazd is one of the key centres of Zoroastrianism.  One of the key beliefs of Zoroastrianism is that water and fire are life-sustaining and through fire, spiritual wisdom can be gained while water is the source of the wisdom.  Because corpses are believed to be a host of decay to water and the earth, rather than burying the dead, ritual exposure was used.  The Towers of Silence in Yazd served this purpose.  Dead bodies would be taken to a big pit at the top of the hills to feed to scavenging birds and exposed to the sun.  At the bottom of the burial hills are huts for families to stay in until the whole body had been taken up by birds.  This tradition continued in Iran until the 1970s when it was banned by law and Zoroastrians started burials and cremations.

 Also found in Yazd is the Fire Temple, which holds a torch that has been lit continuously since 470A.D.  Though there are only less than 30,000 Zoroastrians in Iran today, it was a key religion back in ancient Persian civilizations and remnants of the religion can still be found in Iranian culture, such as the Faravahar symbol, a figure on a winged creature surrounded by light.  The figure in the symbol has been associated with a human soul and one of his hands points upward, meaning that believers should strive for improvement while his other hand holds a ring, which is believed to represent loyalty.  The circle from which the figure emerges represents the immortality of the soul.  You’ll also see that the wings of the creature have three rows of feathers, which represent good thoughts, words and deeds, while the three rows of feathers in the tail mean bad thoughts, words and deeds.  The idea is that every Zoroastrian should rise above the bad.  Another key belief is that each person needs to make a choice between good and evil all the time, represented by the streamers stemming from the ring are the spirits of good and evil.  It is very interesting how the beliefs of Zoroastrianism can all be distilled down to this simple symbol.

 Watch for my next blog entry as I take you to traffic crazy Tehran!







Wednesday, March 13, 2013

Persepolis

2500 years of Persian history


Visiting the ancient capital of Persepolis was like travelling back in time.  As I marvelled at the stone wall carvings and what’s left of ancient pillars of palaces that housed Persian kings and queens standing at the hilltop overlooking the archaeological site, I could visualize the grandeur of the great palaces and the procession of noblemen visiting the king and attending lavish banquets, bearing gifts like jewellery and vases in their arms while stately soldiers guarded entrances and stairways…

Situated 70km from modern day Shiraz in Iran, Persepolis was the ceremonial capital of the Achaemenid Empire from 550-330 B.C. during which Darius the Great constructed great palaces, reception halls and military quarters.  Notable structures include the Gate of Nations, the Apadana Palace of Darius, and the Hall of a Hundred Columns.  Alexander the Great destroyed the site in 330 B.C. when he invaded the Persian Empire.

 Right at the entrance of the site is the Gate of All Nations, a square hall that had four columns.  A pair of lamassus, a celestial being that protected kings in Persian culture that is human above the waist and a bull below the waist, stands at the entrance.  Another pair with wings and a Persian head was carved to represent the empire’s power.  It was amazing to see that the structures are still intact after thousands of years, but it was a bit unfortunate to see the amount of graffiti on the walls as past visitors made their marks.

 On the west side of the site is the Apadana Palace-the grandest palace of them all.  With a square grand hall and 72 columns, the structure needed the support on the bottom with its heavy ceiling.  To protect the roof from erosion, there were even vertical drains built through the brick walls of the structure.  There are two symmetrical grand stairways which extend from the foundations of the structure and on the staircase walls are amazing reliefs that show in great detail the traditional costumes of Persian noblemen.  A repeated relief that was found throughout the site was a bull, representing the moon, fighting a lion, representing the sun.  This is a symbol for the Nowruz which occurs at the spring equinox and is also the first day of the Iranian calendar.

 It was amazing to learn about the Iranian and Persian culture from this archaeological site and although the site was destroyed over a thousand years old, the majority of it is still intact.  Pretty cool feeling to stand at the top of the hill with a panoramic view of the entire site!

 I’ll be sharing more about adventures from the desert city of Yazd next week!











Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Isfahan

Iran's gem

One of my favorite places in Iran is Naghsh-e Jashan Square, one of the largest city squares in the world, as it is surrounded by beautiful masterpieces of Persian architecture.  The colours of the sky and buildings vary between different times of the day but especially beautiful during sunset as the dome of the nearby mosque turns pink against the colourful backdrop of the sun and clouds.  To the west of the square is the Ali Qapu Palace which has detailed wall paintings, ornamented doors and spiral staircases and a highly decorative music and sound room that has intricate plasterwork around the room, providing the best acoustics for the king’s musicians in the past.  On the south side is the Imam Mosque with multi-coloured mosaic tiles filled with rich turquoise, gold and blue colours.  It was especially touching to stand beside the chanter at the mosque making a call to prayer and I could feel the ring of his prayer vibrating from the walls.  I had no idea what he was singing but it was still really moving as I looked up into the high dome in the ceiling during his prayer-it just felt heavenly and I was awashed with a sense of serenity.

 It was pretty cold when I went to Iran, especially during mornings and evenings, so early evening was the perfect time to snuggle into the Qaysariyya Bazaar right at the Naghsh-e Iashan Square for a browse through.  There are all sorts of shops selling Persian handicrafts like carpets, paintings, and carvings as well as lamps, gaz and more.  I couldn’t stop eating gaz in Iran, a Persian nougat candy made from the sweet milky sap from the angebin plant with pistachios, rose water, saffron, egg white.  They’re super sweet but so addictive!  It was amazing to see the detail in Persian hand printed carpets.  They are like works of art hanging from walls and seem almost too previous to be stepped on.  A tradition that dates back to ancient Persia, over 2,500 years ago, carpet weaving is the most well-known craft in Iran, making the country the largest producer and exporter of handmade carpets in the world.  Usually made with a blend of silk and wool, there are also precious ones that are made purely of silk, which are usually hung like tapestries with a frame.  Some of these are so detailed that the weaver must have gone blind after spending years to complete one!

 Next stop: Persepolis!












Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Land of Mystery

Iran: first impressions

I’ve always been curious about Iran.  I’ve heard so much about it yet barely knew anything about it, so over Chinese New Year, I decided that this would be destination for a holiday sightseeing tour.  The first reactions I got when I told people that I was going to Iran were: “Iran!?!” and “Are you out of your mind?”.  Some even mistakenly mixed up Iraq and Iran and thought I was heading into a warzone.  A warzone it definitely was not-it was one of the nicest countries I’ve been to with a wide range of landscapes, beautiful Islamic mosques, friendly and curious people, clean streets and rich Persian history.

 The first thing I had to get used to was wearing a headscarf, also known as a hijab…all day long.  As this is the norm in Iran, all the women on the plane coming from Dubai started putting their headscarves on just before we landed.  It was a good thing that I was visiting Iran during winter time as it would have been arduous wearing a headscarf during 40 degree weather.  The great thing about a headscarf was that I didn’t have to worry about bad hair days during this trip and it almost took awhile to re-adjust when I came back to Hong Kong!  The day that I arrived in Iran was Revolution Day, which falls on February 10 or 11 each year.  This revolution revolved around the overthrow of the Pahlavi dynasty by Khomeini, who became the country’s Supreme Leader in 1979.  We were told that the whole city centre would be blocked off as everyone would be out on the streets, so we headed towards another city-Isfahan, before coming back to Tehran towards the end of the trip.  But I did see live broadcasts of what was happening on the TVs at the airport in the midst of the wait for a landing visa and the streets were packed with masses of people waving Iran’s national flag.  Before heading out of the airport, I got some local currency and was surprised at how much inflation the country is experiencing.  I was told that one US dollar could get me around 8,000 Rials before I left but I got about 22,000 Rials at the airport (better rates if you’re out shopping in the bazaars though).  With so many sanctions on Iran, the country experienced an annual inflation rate of a whooping 27% by the end of last year.  I was a millionaire by the time I headed out of the airport.

 We went for our first meal in Iran before the long bus ride to Isfahan via Kashan.  The shopping complex was a large rest stop and reminded me of an arcade with shops of all sorts from food stores selling colourful spices, cashews, pistachios and the ubiquitous pistachio nougats to stores selling stuffed toys (Spongebob, Winnie the Pooh and Hello Kitty were the ones I spotted most often).   Now the food place was a buffet and it was packed.  Everyone had a huge plate of rice cooked with yellow saffron garnished with pomegranates in front of them and it can be found at every single meal.  The rice is cooked until the water is completely absorbed so it tastes quite dry, but Iranians like to add butter to add a creamier texture to the rice.  Another essential item is the flatbread.  Not my favorite item as few were made fresh and there are always piles of them placed into plastic bags found at every meal.  But the freshly made ones that come right out of the oven are much better!  The third essential item at every meal is the tomato barley soup which was quite sour but filling and I loved eating it with rice.  There was also tah-chin, a rice cake with a golden crust stuffed with marinated chicken which was colourful but quite dry as well.  While the look of the doma wasn’t so appealing, it was my favorite and is essentially a stuffed vegetable, green pepper in this case, stuffed with rice, well seasoned with fresh herbs and simmered in a sweet and sour sauce.  Another dish that you can’t judge by its appearance is the khoresh bademjan eggplant stew-eggplant is the potato of Iran and is often cooked with herbs and tomatoes until it turns into a thick stew.  This was a great sampling of Iranian foods, but little did I know this would be the food I would find at every single meal during my time in Iran-I’m definitely spoiled by the variety of food I get to have living in Hong Kong!

 More on Iran in the next few weeks as I go through my journey to traffic crazy Tehran, beautiful mosques in Isfahan, ancient Persian civilizations in Persepolis, and desert town Yazd!






Thursday, February 7, 2013

Jaipur's treasures

Pink City

With this year’s Chinese New Year and Valentine’s Day coupled into one extra long holiday, what a great excuse to go somewhere foreign, exotic and romantic.  During my trip to India, I stopped in Jaipur, India’s Pink City.  Buildings in this colourful capital of Rajasthan were painted pink to give it a romantic fairy tale feel when the Prince of Wales visited the city in 1876 and even today, this royal city’s still dressed in pink.  

 While the facades of buildings might look pretty from afar, the majority of buildings are in quite dilapidated conditions but one building that’s worth visiting for some camera posing is the Hawa Mahal, Palace of Winds.  The façade of this five-storey palace resembles honeycomb with 953 miniature windows to allow ladies in the past to observe the streets.  Can just imagine the winds that could go through the rooms if all the windows were opened!

 Amber Fort is another must-see.  A former residence for the Rajput Maharajas, it was built with a blend of Hindu and Mughal architecture and even has some cool technological innovations, including a piped water supply that flowed through the edifice, keeping the surroundings cool, much like the modern air conditioner!   The lineups can get a little crazy though, so best to go early, just after sunrise, so you can catch the gorgeous views of the fort as you sit on the back of an elephant to trot up the paths.  The fort is also high enough to allow for great views of the Aravalli Range.  Not to be missed is the Mirror Palace in the fort.  Built specially for his queen, the king wanted to re-create the stars in the skies with this space which is filled with mirrored ceilings, glass and colourful mirror mosaics that would glitter under candle light.  How romantic is that?







Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Qutb Minar

UNESCO World Heritage Site


One of my favorites sites in India is the Qutb Minar in India-a magnificent UNESCO World Heritage site.  Made of red sandstone and marble, the minaret is a tall slender tower that is a distinctive feature of Islamic architecture, providing a place for a call to prayer and this one specifically was built as a victory tower to celebrate the victory of Mohammed Ghori over the Rajput king in 1192.  Tall standing at a height of 72.5 metres, it is the highest stone tower in India and beautifully constructed with alternating angular and rounded flutings.  The structure has been hit by lightning and earthquakes numerous times, as indicated by the inscriptions engraved on the surface of the tower which depict the history of the tower in addition to religious verses and carvings.  You’ll also notice that there is a tilt of about 60cm to the tower, much like the Tower of Pisa, due to water seepage.  While it was used as a watch tower, and before 1981, anyone could enter and climb the 7-storey, 378-step staircase to reach the top, an accident happened in 1981 and since then, access has been closed off.

 Collectively known as the Qutb complex, the tower is surrounded by structures and ruins, including funerary buildings and mosques.  The complex originally had 27 Hindu and Jain temples which were destroyed and replaced by Delhi’s first mosque, Quwwat-ul-Islam, using the remains of the original temples when India’s Islamic ruler, Qutb-ud-din Aibak rose to power in 1192.    

 I highly recommend this site for its intricate architecture and rich history, especially during sunset, as the scenery is just flooded with gorgeous colours.  I’ll let my pictures do the talking…