Showing posts with label memorials. Show all posts
Showing posts with label memorials. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

American Travel Story: Part 5

Previously:  I discovered that Washington salmon is delicious.  Seriously, that and sleeping on planes was about all I got up to.

An early start for the first day of university related activities.  Today's activities consisted of seeing many of Washington's monuments, which I was looking forward to, with the worst lecturer I have ever had as tour guide, which I most certainly wasn't looking forward to.  Another factor that we were coming to terms with was the combination of two very important truths: First, Americans put sugar in everything, and second, sugar makes you pee.  We were little worried that a day spent mostly on a bus before our bladders had adjusted to this diet could have become very messy very quickly.

The first stop on the tour was the Capitol, which involved us standing outside the security barriers in place for the presidential inauguration.  As we were there for nearly twenty minutes we also checked out the nearby statues of James Garfield and Ulysses Grant.

 Our lecturer/tour guide informed us that the statue atop the dome is "Lady Liberty" but Wikipedia assures me that it is the Statue of Freedom, confirming my belief that the Statue of Liberty is on Liberty Island in New York after all.
James A. Garfield                                                                   Ulysses S. Grant

The bus then took us past the Washington Monument, which is still closed due to earthquake damage, and around Tidal Basin.  Despite stopping to take photos at several memorials the majority of what our tour guide had to say was how disappointing it was that we'd miss the Cherry Blossom Festival and how beautiful the Cherry Blossom festival is and that the Cherry Blossom festival is a great example of integration of cultures.  He did give us some information about Thomas Jefferson, Franklin Delano Roosevelt and Martin Luther King Jr, but given the reactions of others on the bus I am assuming it was mostly incorrect.

 The Jefferson Memorial
 Apparently Jefferson single-handedly wrote the US Constitution according, once again, to our lecturer
 The Roosevelt Memorial is the only presidential memorial to feature a statue of a First Lady or Presidential Pet
I found it ironic that the Martin Luther King Jr Memorial was made from white granite but I was quickly informed that the type of stone used was one of the least controversial aspects of this memorial.

By this time my camera, which had been making weird noises all morning, decided that it didn't want to change focus at all so all my pictures had to be at exactly the right distance or they were completely out of focus.  I had plenty of time to try and fix this, though, as we drove to Mount Vernon.

After God knows how long of our lecturer randomly announcing a fun fact he'd obviously just remembered, and remembered incorrectly at that, we arrived at George Washington's house.  Having arrived we then got to wait in the tour bus while the lecturer went and booked tickets, because prebooking is not something to worry about when organising an international trip for just over 40 people.


Eventually we gained admission and were soon sitting through a 25 minute orientation film detailing the life of George Washington that everyone agreed we could have done without.  After the film we had roughly 20 minutes left before we had to be on the bus again which meant that by the time the last group had made it through the house itself we were already running late.

The house itself, no pictures were allowed inside unfortunately
As you can see my efforts to fix my camera resulted in it randomly giving a fish eye effect to almost all my photos

After our rush to get back to the bus we drove back into DC for lunch at the Union Station food court, apparently a must for our US cultural experience.  We spent as long in the food court as we had at Mount Vernon which seemed excessive but I find myself unable to complain about the stop as it included my first ever taste of Ben and Jerry's.

After lunch we headed out of DC again to visit Arlington Cemetery.  Yes, for those of you keeping score we traveled from Maryland to DC to Virginia to DC to Virginia.  Upon arriving we once again stood around waiting, this time for the bus that would take us to JFK's grave and the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier.

 


I ended up at the back of the line for the bus back to the cemetery entrance and it was already full before I was able to get on meaning I needed to walk back to the entrance.  This walk turned out to be the most moving experience of the entire visit to the cemetery, not just because I got a much clearer idea of the scale of the place than I did from the bus but also because of the quiet and peacefulness of the grounds.

I feel like the contemplative experience is lost thanks to the fish eye effect

After Arlington, we headed back to DC once again.  Back, in fact, to within spitting distance of the Tidal Basin and the monuments we'd seen before heading to Mount Vernon.  This time it was to see the Lincoln Memorial and nearby Korean War Veterans Memorial and Vietnam Veterans Memorial.


 The Korean War Veterans Memorial
Every service and support role is represented pictorially on the sandblasted wall


 The Vietnam Veterans Memorial
 The name of every soldier either killed or missing in action during the conflict is etched on the wall
The tribute to the women who served in Vietnam, mostly as nurses

 The Lincoln Memorial
         
The statue's hands make the ASL signs for A and L                  The Gettysburg Address is reproduced in full

We also found place where Martin Luther King Jr delivered his famous I Have a Dream Speech, but unfortunately the lighting wasn't conducive to my photos of the dedication there being in focus.

Eventually we headed back to the bus and on to dinner at a 'traditional' Italian restaurant where the meal included, confusingly, a Greek salad.  Soon enough, though, dinner was over and we headed back to the hotel to get some sleep before our introduction to American education tomorrow.

Culture shock for the day:  Marinara pasta sauce.  In America this is equivalent to a napolitana back home and includes exactly zero seafood.  Weird.

Next time: More statues at the University of Maryland!

Friday, 29 March 2013

American Travel Story: Part 3

Previously:  A beach, a volcano and a traditional dinner.

To start my final day in Hawai'i I awoke at 5:30 - a time I firmly believe is intended to be stayed up til, not got up by.  It's even harder when some part of your body is still desperately trying to tell you that it was a little after midnight.

The reason I got up so early was because I was told to get out to Pearl Harbor early because the USS Arizona Memorial books out by mid morning.  It was lucky I did get there early as I made it onto the first trip out and the second trip was the final for the day because of high winds.

The Arizona memorial can only be reached by shuttle ferry, hence the closure due to strong winds, and this was an enjoyable ride, both out and back, with the seaspray helping to make you feel alive and vibrant again after the sombre reflections on the memorial.  The memorial itself was incredibly beautiful and moving, I could barely believe how emotional it was making me even though I have no connection with this place or the people involved in its history.


The entire experience was amazing and awe inspiring

It had also started raining so I didn't spend much time looking at the various other memorials around the monument park.  Instead I looked at the USS Arizona Memorial Museum, accompanied by another audio tour (this time narrated by Jamie Lee Curtis) which I thought was surprisingly free of bias for the situation and provided lots of information about the intentions and motivations of the Japanese without making them out to be evil villains.  This didn't necessarily continue through to the other people in the museum as overheard a woman answer her daughter's question of “why did they attack us?” with “Because they were evil communists who didn't love Jesus and their empreror-king hates freedom.” - I worry for that kid.

Also at Pearl Harbor are the USS Missouri, USS Bowfin and Pacific Aviation Museum.  I decided to check out the Missouri an Aviation Museum first because I needed to head out to Ford Island to see them and I didn't want to get stuck there too late, especially as Ford Island is an active naval base.

The Missouri was first, it is famous for being the place where World War II ended. The ship was pretty impressive and a group offered free tours of the main deck with really interesting insight into the history of the ship including a devastating kamikaze attack as well as a detailed description of the power of the guns, which can hit targets obscured from those on board by the curvature of the Earth.


The USS Missouri 
 The view from her navigation bridge
                 
  One of the very first naval internet precursors                            The ship's library, both relaxing and educational
The very place the war ended

The Pacific Aviation Museum is only a short bus ride away from the Missouri and is housed in a pair of aircraft hangers.  As well as the aeroplanes on display there were films about Amelia Earhart's flights and about the Doolittle Raid on Tokyo in 1942.  The museum also housed a large restoration workshop and even though I had missed the last tour of this section, the volunteer at the door pointed out some of the more interesting things inside.


Japanese Zero
Cobra Helicopter                                                                                                                                         Antiaircraft Gun
Although allowed, sitting on the seats inside a museum exhibit feels somehow wrong

By now I was both out of time and out of camera charge so I caught a bus back to the hotel.  This lead to one of the most interesting conversations I had all trip because the driver was interested in travelling to Australia and discussing all things similar and different between Australia, Hawai'i and the rest of America.  It certainly made me decide to chat to more bus drivers during the trip, made me want to chat to them back here as well but that is prime reading time.

Finally I headed out to the airport and boarded my next flight.

Culture shock for the day:  A British culture shock today, as I met some pommies on the bus.  The one thing they could think of about Australia was that I should be ashamed of myself about the situation with the Indian nurse who committed suicide because of the stupid Australian radio hosts who called her up pretending to be the queen.  They were quite rude to me because of this, even though I'm fairly sure I had absolutely nothing to do with that situation.  All in all not such a nice way for Australia to be viewed by other countries just at the moment.

Next time: Changing flights, states and times.