Monday, June 26, 2017

Hot Air Ballooning over Luxor

 Being pretty afraid of heights, I never, ever saw myself going hot air ballooning. Besides for the fear of heights thing, I had once been pinned to the ground by a hot air balloon! Once, around 2000, when our kids were about 5 and 8 years old, my mom had rented the Re/Max balloon as part of an advertising celebration.  It was one of those tethered balloons that allow people short rides up and down.  It was down at Ludington Park, in Escanaba, Mi.  Since this was a Re/Max balloon, my mom and dad were expected to be among the first to take a ride in it.  There was some discussion as to whether or not to go up that day because it was getting a bit breezy.  They decided to do so anyways, and just as it lifted about 10 feet off the ground, a huge front hit and with it, wind gusts of over 20 mph.  I had been standing about 20 feet away from the basket when the wind hit, tipping the balloon and basket and sending the basket skipping along the ground towards me and 8 year old Christopher and 5 year old Cassandra.  As we turned our back to the balloon and started running, I saw the shadow of the balloon extending out before me on the ground as it started to flatten out, blocking the sun and making everything dark.  Behind me I heard the screams as my parents and others who were in the basket were holding on for dear life, hoping not to get hurt.  I pictured us being run over by a basket heavy with people.  All of the sudden, Chris and Cassandra were gone. Only the lights on Cassandra's shoes could be seen as they turned and ran out from under the balloon.  They were smart enough to look around and run perpendicular to the balloon rather than parallel as I was doing.  They were soon out of harms way -while I, on the other hand, tripped and fell - lying prostrate on the ground as the balloon came down on top of me, but the ropes finally held the basket down so it was no longer skipping along the grass.

With that whole event in my mind, and the idea of hot air ballooning over Luxor being presented as an option, I was understandably a bit nervous.  But, these last few years have been about letting go of fears and building confidence - so, I agreed to this newest adventure!

Boy, was I glad I did!  This had to be one of the most enjoyable experiences I have had so far. 

We awoke early, before sunrise, to make our way to the West Bank of the Nile where the balloons were being aired up. The newer-looking basket held at least 20 people.  It had a very thick cushiony pad that we stood on, with rope handles all along the inside.  The feeling of standing in a basket being lifted only by a balloon filled with hot air was surreal.  For whatever reason, my fear of heights was gone.  It actually felt safe and natural.  Perhaps it was just the fact that I was distracted by the beauty of it all and the realization that I could see the Nile in the distance and ancient temples and the Valley of the Kings down below.   People say that SCUBA diving is very quiet and peaceful (though I do not really agree with that) - but riding in a hot air balloon is the most peaceful, quiet thing I have done.  

They say the most dangerous part of hot air ballooning is the landing, but we had a perfect day and a very knowledgeable pilot who set it down expertly.  Somehow, it seemed safer to be landing on a bunch of sand, in the middle of a desert rather than those horror stories I have seen where balloons get caught up in a bunch of electrical wires on their descent in more populated areas.   Several area children raced after our balloon as they saw it begin to land in order to beg for money from the passengers. 



Firing the burners, warming the air to lift the balloon
This is the point they tell everyone to quickly get in!


Just starting to lift off while others are about to go, too

Floating over a temple



Sunrise over the Sahara, Nile cuts across in the foreground



Our pilot

A couple of balloons still to lift off
Firing up the burners to lift us higher







Gary kept asking the pilot a lot of questions.  I was afraid he was going to ask if he could pilot it for awhile!








Ground Crew


Bangkok

From March 29- April 3, 2017 Schutz provided me with the opportunity to fly to Bangkok, Thailand for a professional educators conference. I have to keep pinching myself to make sure this is all real.  I mean, really - I went to BANGKOK for PD!  Seriously!

Trey, one of our high school teachers presenting at the conference along with Sarah, one of our middle school teachers



Perhaps those in the corporate world don't understand my reaction.  Perhaps to many, flying around the world to conferences or on business trips is par for the course.  That is just not so for most educators.  Let me try to explain.

After 2 1/2 decades immersed in the public education world, I felt pretty darn thankful when I got to drive myself 60 miles north to attend a regional special education conference and was offered the opportunity to spend the night in a hotel, paid for by the school district!  After around 15 years of teaching and attending these local conferences, imagine my excitement when I was selected as a Science Teacher Leader and got to drive myself to Detroit (7 hours south) to spend a couple of nights in a hotel to attend a Science Conference with people from all over the state! I thought I had really made it when I became a History Teacher Leader and was selected to FLY all the way to St. Lewis, Missouri for a conference about Lewis and Clark and then a year later selected to fly to Colonial Williamsburg, Virginia to spend a week there learning about our nation's history.  Things were looking up and it seemed there was a new level of professionalism in the education world.  Then things in the education sector crashed and it seemed the only opportunities for PD were again local.

I thought I felt rich with hundreds of Egyptian pounds in my possession, until I exchanged for Thai Bahts and had thousands in my pocket at all times!
Never, ever, in my wildest imagination did I believe that one day I would say that my first solo international flight would be to go to an educator conference in far-off, exoctic, THAILAND!

For my first big solo trip, there were a few things I was a little nervous about.  First, would it be easy to figure out how to get from the airport to the hotel, would there be a language barrier, would I pay far too much.....  Second, would I be brave enough to venture outside of the hotel on my own since I would have an evening on my own before the pre conference started on day 2....Third, I wanted to buy a SIM card at the airport, but I had never done so before and did not know which stores might sell them or even which SIM card to buy

Qatar Air has awesome mood lighting that slowly changes colors
This was the strangest airplane breakfast I have ever had
Day One. While standing in line to go through immigration, I started a conversation with a woman standing behind me. Once I realized she was an American, I asked her if she might possibly be in Bangkok for the NESA educator's conference. I figured it was probably a long-shot as Bangkok is huge and very international.  However, it turned out that she was indeed here for the conference AND she teaches at our sister school in Cairo - Cairo American College. I asked her if she knew anything about SIM cards and she convinced me that having a SIM card would not be very useful.  Since she had been doing this international thing several years more than I have, I listened to her.  We decided to share a ride to the hotel.  She had been there before, so she knew exactly where to find the drivers and how to negotiate.  She was waiting on a colleague who was supposed to arrive on another flight about 10 minutes before ours, but her friend never arrived so she made the decision that we should just leave the airport and go to the hotel. She was still a bit buzzed from the drinks she had had on the plane, so once at the hotel, she decided to go right to her room and try to contact her friend.  Unfortunately, she disappeared before I thought to made a plan for how we could reach each other.
Having arrived at the hotel without feeling that I had been ripped off by the driver, it was now time to face my last fear - venturing outside of the hotel by myself.  I have to say that I did not go far, but I did walk around the neighborhood and stopped at a couple of places selling street food on a cart.
The first place I bought a healthy-looking seafood and vegetable dish - but it was SOOOO spicy that I could not eat it all.

 Next I crossed the street and tried some chicken on a stick and some fried spring-roll looking things - both were delicious!  I also discovered a small but very modern looking mall right next to the hotel.  The first floor was quite typical with a couple of coffee shops and small restaurants, some clothing, jewelry, and household decoration stores.  The top two floors appeared to house an auction house of very expensive looking Thai antiques.  Having used up my supply of courage for the day, I retired to my room - too shy to wander the hotel or sit at the bar and introduce myself to other presumed international educators.
The small mall next to the hotel where we stayed. Later, I learned it is actually connected to the hotel by a walkway!

DAY 2 - The pre-conference presenter was excellent. She was a neuropsychologist from the USA.  Since my new job requires that I not only teach students with presumed learning differences while setting up a new program, but I also need to know a lot more about assessing and diagnosing students than I needed to know in the States, this was the perfect presentation for me to attend.  Sometime in the afternoon, two of my colleagues from Schutz arrived, Trey and Sarah.  I was no longer alone.  That evening we walked along the river behind our hotel, took a free riverboat ride from our hotel to a stop at a market area and back.
View from my hotel room

Very busy river flowing right through the heart of Bangkok



After that, the days all blur together.  We had workshops during the day, took an actual riverboat tour and explored temples along the way, got massages, and shopped at night.  Sarah knew that one of the iconic scenes from "HangOver 2" was filmed within walking distance from our hotel, so off we went.  The first time we attempted to reach this rooftop location, we were turned away because the dress code at this restaurant said that men could not wear shorts!  (There did not seem to be any dress code for women - a refreshing change!) We returned the next day and noticed that a man just outside the hotel location of the HangOver 2 scene was "renting" trousers to men so that they could get into this exclusive rooftop bar/restaurant.  However, Trey now properly attired, we were able to take the elevator to the top of this very tall building.  Upon stepping out of the elevator and into Sirocco's,Sirocco Sky Lounge we were ushered to a menu where we were asked what kind of wine or champagne we would like to order.  How much could it be right? We were in Thailand where the local currency, the Thai Baht, is 34 to 1 against the USD and most things were as cheap as they are in Egypt.  Oh, boy!  The cheapest GLASS of wine was over $25 USD!!!  Sarah, with her quick thinking, asked if we could see the cocktail menu.  They immediately ushered us over to a different part of the restaurant and gave us a different menu!  We each had the Hangover martini (I don't think that was what it was called, but it was a special concoction they made for the cast of the Hangover and they reportedly loved it!)  It, too, was much too expensive - but the views made it worth it.  This place looked over the whole city it seemed, and was just a pretty darn cool place to be.


Enjoying our Hangover-tinis



Thailand was warm and wonderful.  The massages were different than I have ever experienced.  We were lead upstairs and put into one long room divided only by curtains.  We were given a pajama type clothes to wear and were told to lay on a mat on the floor.  A young girl who looked to be around 16 came in and sat on my back and pulled on my arms and legs and stretched me in various ways.  The massage was firm, but not overly deep.  The city itself was clean but the river flowing through Bangkok was not.  The driving was similar to Egypt, but people did not seem to drive as fast nor cut as close to other vehicles.  There was absolutely NO horn honking during the entire time we were there! (At least none that we heard) The tuk-tuks were being driven by adults rather than children.  There were many modern buildings.  We also saw poverty - one man, dressed as a Buddhist sat on the hard cement in a very uncomfortable looking position with a can in front of him, obviously hoping for money.  He was still in that same position over 2 hours later when we walked by again. The boats on the river were colorful and varied.  The boats reminded me of various types of fish -

Pretty sky around this building across from our hotel








Memorials like this to their beloved King were all over the city.  He passed away in October, 2016 after ruling Thailand for 70 years!
Details on the base of just one of the pillars
Unfortunately, the main temple was being renovated while we were there and was covered with scaffolding



A group getting their picture taken inside this Buddhist temple.  The next pictures are close ups on the walls of this place.





No matter which temple we visit, whether Egyptian or Buddhist, we find depictions of war

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People leave offerings at this statue

Close up on some of the details of the temple


Check out how steep the steps are going up



Foreigners to the left...........or to the right...........as you please!

Visit to the palace
Too busy to actually go into the palace, so we opted to leave

Not enough time for another full body massage, I opted for a foot and leg massage
Typical Thai mall, where shops spill out into the hallways


In the mall we stumbled upon a talent hunt for some kind of advertisement.  They seemed to need kids between the ages of 4 and 15 perhaps - and all of them wore this same denim apron.  This, perhaps 10 year old, had extremely high heels.  We kept wondering if she would fall as she did her run-way walk.




If I had a house, I may have tried to figure out how to get this shipped back.  Gorgeous, inlaid furniture!  The whole store had furniture like this!


This mall had the coolest food court.  You get a card as you enter.  You can choose any type of food or drink from any vendor.  They even had really good Mexican food. When you leave the food court, you go through cash registers where you pay.  Ingenious! (and delicious)
Outside the mall - just because....

 I really loved Thailand and hope to return there some day!
All over Bangkok there were memorials to the world's longest ruling Monarch, His Majesty King Bhumibol Adulyadej who died in October, 2016