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''There may be a great fire in our hearts, yet no one ever comes to warm himself at it, and the passers-by see only a wisp of smoke'' - Vincent van Gogh
The Beijing Diary
Day 5 – The Journey Home
The plan was simple enough. From Beijing, to Shenzhen airport, to Macau ferry terminal. We should be home in Macau before the evening news end at 8:30. But this is a long diary entry so you know something wrong happened. You can skip reading this one if you want.
We left our hotel before 12 noon, aboard two taxicabs, headed for the Beijing airport. I, together with three others, was aboard the second car, following the first taxi. So far, so good. A few meters away, our driver was asking us something, motioning “1-2-3” on his hand. We couldn’t understand him but after awhile, we deduce he meant what airport terminal were we suppose to go. Uh-oh. We didn’t know and we don’t have cell phones to ask the others on the first taxicab. We “handsignalled” our driver to overtake the first cab so we can ask what terminal but our driver couldn’t understand us. Our last resort was to shout loud enough for the others to hear us. “Sonny! Anong terminal?!!!” After a few shouts, they heard us (thank you cotton buds) and signaled “3”. We motioned to our driver “terminal 3”. A few minutes later, we saw them flash “2”. We told our driver that it was terminal 2 and we made sure he understand.
The drive from our hotel to the airport was about an hour, along the beautiful suburban areas on a wide highway. We were still following the first taxicab. So far, so good. But nearing the airport, after the highway tollbooth, our driver overtook the first taxicab. We would’ve preferred to follow them but I saw a sign pointing to the terminal 2 airport and that’s where we’re headed. But as I look back, I thought I saw the first taxicab slowed down and turned right towards terminal 3. Uh-oh…
We got off our cab on the drop-off area and were waiting for the others. Minutes and a number of taxicabs passed and still no sign of them. The girls went inside the terminal to ask if we’re on the right one. They returned after awhile and told us that yes, we’re on the right terminal. But where were the others? After about half an hour or more, the others came, aboard a different taxi and were fuming, noses flaring. They got into an argument with the first taxi they were on about which terminal to go. After checking in and a hearty lunch, everyone was in a good mood.
We arrived in Shenzhen airport about half an hour or more late. There is a ferry service to Macau from that airport and we were hoping we can still catch it but the last sailing was 5:30 in the afternoon. We were at the airport around 6:30. We have to take two taxicabs again to the Shekou ferry terminal (uh-oh, not again) where we were hoping we can catch the last sailing to Macau at 7:30. Thankfully, our taxi drivers know where we wanted to go, but we arrived at the Shekou terminal at 8pm.
Our last resort was to sail to Hong Kong then to Macau even though we know that will take lots of time and effort. Fortunately, we saw that there is a ferry sailing to Zhuhai, a mainland city next to Macau at 8:30. From the Zhuhai ferry terminal, we can take a short taxicab ride to the Zhuhai-Macau boarder and walk across. But our concern was if our Chinese visas would allow us to go a different Chinese province from Shenzhen. We asked the ticket booth personnel and she said it was okay. We wanted to make sure and fortunately, a Chinese who speaks fluent English helped us and asked Chinese immigration officials to confirm if we’re allowed to go to Zhuhai. It was a “go”. But the ferry to Zhuhai was a slow-moving old ferry, not unlike the high-tech, fast ferries we were accustomed to board going to Hong Kong or Shenzhen. Well, it doesn’t matter. As long as it will take us home.
Around midnight, we were resting on our own beds, inside our own respective flats in Macau, already reminiscing about our memorable Beijing trip. I believe there were smiles on everyone’s lips as we sleep, even though we have to endue an 11-12 hour travel just to get home.
Auch das Essen darf auf dem Markt in Ourika nicht zu kurz kommen. Kleine Fleischspiesse findet man an jeder Ecke.
Strike in Paris / October the 16th 2010
Place de la Nation / Paris / France
Shot with Canon EF 70-200mm f/4 L USM
Je tente d'arrêter le tabac. Je me suis dit que pour marquer l'arrêt je pouvais bien me permettre de fumer un cigare.
Ouessant, le Pont-Aven sort du Fromveur salué d'un nuage de fumée par l'Abeille-Bourbon en veille météo dans la baie du Stiff.
Car-ferry Pont-Aven greeted by a cloud of smoke from salvage tugboat Abeille-Bourbon on the watch close to Ushant shipping lanes, an area with both heavy traffic and hazardous weather conditions..
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Pas une once de brouillard ce matin, mais un feu salvateur à produit une exquise nappe de fumée qui lentement s'étala dans le vallon où coule le ruisseau du Castelan.
Je n'avais plus qu'à trouver un point de vue à contre-jour pour saisir la beauté de ces fumées fantômatiques.
No "real" fog this morning (I mean watter-related one). But I was lucky enough to spot some smoke slowly soaring through a little valley close Saint-Puy (Gascony, SW France).
Pentax K-5, Sigma 70-200 EX.
Une fois préparé le biberon de la fin de la nuit, je peux filer sur les routes en quête de lumières d'exception.
Mais ce matin, le souffle du vent d'autan m'aurait presque découragé. Je l'imaginais s’immisçant dans chaque vallon et y bousculant sans ménagement "mes" précieuses nappes de brouillard, celles que je cherche à l'heure où les étoiles commencent à se faire moins nombreuses.
Saisissement lorsque je découvre que la vallée du Gers n'est aucunement affectée par l'autan. La brise d'est vole de coteau en coteau en enjambant allégrement l'air plus froid qui coule dans les vallées gasconnes. Subtile aérologie des basses couches de l'atmosphère, où les vents se superposent et peuvent s'ignorer superbement. Ainsi, cette nébuleuse allongée qui ondoie au-dessus de la basse ville d'Auch vole au-dessus des toits en glissant vers le sud, matérialisant le déplacement de la rivière d'air surplombant la rivière Gers (comme le font presque toujours les brises de vallée en fin de nuit).
Au passage, je précise que cette nappe n'est nullement un brouillard, mais est belle et bien la fumée de quelque feu situé en amont de la ville. Merci à ce foyer inconnu : ce serpent nuageux était du plus bel effet, ses inflexions semblant répondre à celles des nuages qu'illuminait l'approche du Soleil.
Pentax K-5, Sigma 70-200 EX, mardi 11 novembre 2014.
- Road Trip en Islande - Jour 8 -
- Région géothermale de Reykjahlið -
- Changement de décor pour la suite de ce road trip, ici la terre fume de tous côté
- Après ces décors fumants de Hverir Námafjall , la région de Reykjahlið est une fourmilière géothermale, ici la nature est gratuite, production électrique, eau chaude à volonté ...
- La centrale géothermique de Krafla (en islandais Kröflustöð) est une centrale géothermique détenue et opérée par Landsvirkjun. Elle est située près du volcan Krafla, à proximité du lac Mývatn, dans le nord-est de l'Islande. Construite entre 1974 et 1977, c'est la première centrale géothermique de grande échelle, après le succès de la centrale géothermique de Bjarnarflag en 1969, située à quelques kilomètres seulement.
- Le Krafla : De 1975 à 1984, une nouvelle série d'éruptions et de tremblements de terre (Kröflueldar) s'est concentrée dans la caldeira et en particulier à Leirhnjúkur. La coulée de Leirhnjúkshraun est encore chaude et continue à dégazer ainsi que la zone de solfatares, de mares de boue et de fumerolles.
- Pendant cette phase, on a pu mesurer plusieurs phases de gonflement et de dégonflement du plancher de la caldeira. On a aussi pu mesurer un écartement des bords est et ouest de la caldeira de 900 mm pendant les 9 ans du cycle, démontrant ainsi que l'ouverture du rift est un processus discontinu.
- La dernière éruption du Krafla Leirhnjúkur a eu lieu en 1984, c'est un volcan très surveillé . (Source Wikipédia)
- L'Islande c'est la terre, le vent, le feu, l'eau et la glace ...
- L'Islande, c'est haut, c'est loin, mais c'est beau (J.C.)
- Merci pour vos passages sur les vues, favoris et commentaires.
- Road Trip in Iceland - Day 8 -
- Change of scenery for the rest of this road trip, here the earth is smoking on all sides
- After these smoking decorations by Hverir Námafjall, the region of Reykjahlið is a geothermal anthill, here nature is free, electricity production, hot water at will ...
- The Krafla geothermal power plant (in Icelandic Kröflustöð) is a geothermal power plant owned and operated by Landsvirkjun. It is located near the Krafla volcano, near Lake Mývatn, in the northeast of Iceland. Built between 1974 and 1977, it is the first large-scale geothermal power plant, following the success of the Bjarnarflag geothermal power plant in 1969, located just a few kilometers away.
- The Krafla: From 1975 to 1984, a new series of eruptions and earthquakes (Kröflueldar) concentrated in the caldera and in particular in Leirhnjúkur. The Leirhnjúkshraun flow is still hot and continues to degas as well as the area of solfataras, mud pools and fumaroles.
- During this phase, it was possible to measure several phases of inflation and deflation of the caldera floor. We have also been able to measure a separation of the eastern and western edges of the caldera of 900 mm during the 9 years of the cycle, thus demonstrating that the opening of the rift is a discontinuous process.
- The last eruption of Krafla Leirhnjúkur took place in 1984, it is a very supervised volcano. (Source Wikipedia)
- Iceland is earth, wind, fire, water and ice ...
- Iceland, it's high, it's far, but it's beautiful (J.C.)
- Thank you for your passages on views, favorites and comments.
- The Golden circle - Vidéo / Diaporama
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- South And South East Iceland - Diaporama
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- The East Fjords icedand - Diaporama
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- The North East & Marina Puffin - Diaporama
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The enchanting fuming grounds of the Lower Geyser Basin as the sun sets on a perfect summer evening at Yellowstone National Park
Cette jeune femme a attiré mon regard avec sa tenue ''charlestonienne''. Je ne sais pas ce qu'elle faisait dans la rue ainsi vêtue?? Mais elle a accepté gentiment que je la prenne en photo.
I'VE BEEN SUSPENDED ON FULL PAY.....Today was a job for a school in Preston to Heathrow for their Ski Trip...With 33 years experience in this job i casually mentioned that a tandem coach less than 13 metres long would be no good for the job and really needs a tri- axle..Imagine my surprise when i got allocated the above coach for my job....Yes i ran out of space, four cases having to go inside witch i was far from happy with and rang the office and informed them the situation....It of course with all the luggage placed the coach overweight....The response was we will get taxi's to take the excess luggage....ok...how long will that take as this school needs to be at heathrow by half one to book in...we don't know came the reply....I took it in the end so now i'm suspended pending an ivestigation.....Doubt i will be back.....shame as i actually loved this job....YT65BYN a Daf Powered Irizar I6 C53FT West Midlands travel. Photo taken 09/02/23