Monday, January 7, 2008

Bali, Indonesia / Melbourne, Australia

Our hotel in Bali, Indonesia (Courtyard Hotel, Legian)


My girlfriend Melissa at the Melbourne aquarium.


Yarra River, Melbourne, Australia


Melbourne, Australia


Melbourne, Australia


Melbourne, Australia



















Although I have lots to say about our trip and especially Australia, but I'll try to keep it short.
Dec. 22-29 in Bali, and Dec. 29-Jan. 4 in Melbourne.
First was the flight. New York via Anchorage, Alaska via Taipei, Taiwan to Denpasar, Bali. 25 hours of fun! Our first flight with EVA was amazing -besides the fish porridge for breakfast- the plane was only something like a month old. The American airline companies could really learn a thing or fifty. Our flight back was with American Airlines (bah!) via LA, but operated by Quantas (woohoo!)... so once again we were quite lucky.
BALI~
Bali was great... it always is, cheap, laid back, and relaxing. Although the first couple days we were there it rained non-stop, and the streets flooded (make sure to check out the link at the bottom for ALL the pictures... including the flooding!).
When it storms of course all the crap from the ocean gets placed on the beach, so that was pretty much a bummer, but we still had an amazing time.
The last time I had been in Bali had been exactly a decade earlier, and you could really sense the change. There had been 2 separate bombings in between targeted completely at tourism, killing over 200 people. We visited the site, and had a beer at Paddy's II. It's sad because it really hurt tourism, the streets were alot emptier than 10 years earlier. Once again religion proves to be a destructive force. Bali is one of the only islands belonging to Indonesia which isn't muslim, and as you should know this country has the largest muslim population of any country in the world, hence their dislike for western lifestyle and influences due to Balinese tourism.
I really can't say any of that really matters to me, you can't live life in fear (although the Bush administration sees that a little differently, but f**k Bush, only 9 months left with that monkey).
AUSTRALIA~
First of all a place that calls itself a "drinking culture" should have bars that are open past midnight. We got kicked out of a bar at 1am because it was closing... I mention this because it was NEW YEARS EVE. A six-pack of beers in a supermarket should also not exceed $10. Which they did. Even Victoria Bitter (brewed and bottled in Australia) ran up to $14 (Aussie dollars). We also learned that "Fosters, Australian for beer" is a completely farce. The only Fosters I had was on the airplane
leaving Australia. It's sad if I can get a Australian beer cheaper here in NYC than there. Really REALLY sad.
Bali, on the other hand, was the complete opposite, $1 bottles of beer at the bar (which are open 24/7). And they only sell Bintang beer, which means 'star' in Indonesian, and if you know your beers looks identical to the Heineken star on it's bottle. Quick history lesson: the Dutch colonized Indonesia back in the day, and they didn't leave on the greatest terms, so as not to correlate too much with Dutchness, they changed 'Heineken' to 'Bintang.'
The only problem Bali seemed to have was electricity. Couple times we had to relax by candle light as the entire town's electricity went out. We also rented a scooter for the day for US$3!


All our photo's can be found here:

Check it out, because it's worth it! Photo's from inland Bali, the Royal Palace, massive spider, menstruation sign, wild koala bears, and my very own police mug shot! Enjoy.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

Vote for Me!


*UPDATE*
I didn't win :-(

Some of my images are running in an online contest...
All you have to do is follow this link, scroll to the bottom and click "Click Here To Vote".
That's it!

Thanks in advance for helping me out!

www.behance.net/Contest/Be-Contest-Photography/31493/46872


~T!M~

Thursday, October 18, 2007

a TIM-troduction

So I think it's a good idea to show some of my work here, considering many won't be familiar with it.
Remember to bookmark this page along with:

http://www.timvan.com/
&
www.flickr.com/photos/hotnacho
(or click an image below)

Thanks for stopping by, and make sure to stop by again soon, I am currently working on getting all my Peru/Bolivia stuff up, and then from there... everything else!

Enjoy.

JCNJ

Washington

Sealed

Monday, June 25, 2007

Perú/Bolivia - Part XV (Cuzco - Inti Raymi)

Cuzco used to be the capital of the Inca Empire. It sits at an elevation of 3,300 m (10,800 ft), about twice as high up as Denver, CO. In 2006 it was found to be the spot on Earth with the highes tultraviolet light level... whatever that means.
At first sight I thought this was an remarkably progressive city, embracing the gay community like no other place I had seen before... that was until I realized this:

gay flag...




...Cuzco flag


I'm sorry, but I hardly doubt I'm the only person who thought that!

Anyway, the day started with a 2km trek from Cuzco city up the mountain to the site of Sacsayhuaman ruins (all the touristas seems to just call it "sexy woman"), as that's where the Inti Raymi show would take place for the day.

This is where I get critical... there were hundreds of thousands of visitors (90% local) who sat around the festival site on the hills around, who were playing ball, eating, and spending a festivous day with the family to mark this festival of the sun that marks winter solstice.
The only thing blocking the view was a horribly massive tribune in the shape on the L, where all the f$%*ing tourists sat. Now get this... the price to sit there was OVER $200!
Although us gringos help the Peruvian economy with tourism, this is just a complete outrage, especially if you consider 44.5% of Peruvians live under the poverty line
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Because of this atrocity, the police and even the military are in high numbers surrounding the site and city during the festivities, just in case some locals realize how unfair it is to take away a several century old celebration and milk the gringos with it.



View Larger Map

The dots on the map show the site of
Sacsayhuaman, statue of Jesus (Cristo Blanco), and the Plaza de Armas (the main square, and back in Inca times; the absolute center of the empire) with to the south with the rest of the city.









Below, you can see somewhat of what I'm talking about... sectioning off the paying gringos from the locals, and with a good buffer too! The mountain (and crowds) rose up behind me, and wrapped all the way around to the left... this is hardly half the audience.
I apologize for the small size, but once again I have to tell you that I'm working on getting some gallery representation for all my panorama's taken on this trip.. this being one of them. They will look amazing large and in print.
We sat for hours and watched the show best we could, also managing to get sunburnt although the sun only popped out for about 20 minutes... must be something with that UV thing I mentioned... oops.


Anyone order a truck-load of cops?




The infamous 12-angled Inca stone.



The whole wall (make sure to view large).




Church of La Compañia, Plaza de Armas



La Catedral, Plaza de Armas

Sunday, June 24, 2007

Perú/Bolivia - Part XIV (The Road to Cuzco)


Once again, we had to carry all our stuff across the border from our bus in Bolivia to our Bus in Peru... I forgot the exact reasons, but without all their emission laws, it seems strange to have some sort of registration issues... although it was something like that.
We filled out some paperwork, got some stamps in our passports and were herded back on to our new bus.
As we headed out of the Bolivian Andes and into the Peruvian Andes, this is where we witnessed the only rainfall of our entire trip, it lasted a wonderful 20 minutes, and that was that.




I honestly couldn't wait to reach Cuzco, as it was the only place we would stay a couple days... close to a week actually, finally, some downtime.
Plus it was the city where I heard many great things from my friend Evrim who had been there less than a year earlier. Not to mention it was THE Inca capital, and the closest city to the incredible site/sight of Machu Picchu.

When we arrived in the city, it was littered with people as the Inti Raymi festival (Festical of the Sun) was in full swing. It was going to be a special couple days.

We got in late, and I went straight to sleep as the next day would be a long one.