Showing posts with label library. Show all posts
Showing posts with label library. Show all posts

Sunday, May 18, 2014

EPHESUS AND CUTE TOWN.

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The ancient Greco-Roman ruin of Ephesus is another UNESCO World Heritage Site. Owen was torqued, because he wanted to see ancient ruins. We entered the area and I took many pictures.
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Restored columns, things I’ve only seen on tv or magazines. What a thrill.DSC04945 (Copy)

Usla explained how they joined columns by melting lead into the crevasse of the base. Led is a soft metal so it didn’t have a chance against a major earthquake which is what destroyed the ancient city.
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I enjoyed walking among the marble  columns, the interesting carving and so on.
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We came to a small amphitheater.
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We arrived early so the crowds were thin, not that you can tell.  Owen climbed all over this edifice of crumbling steps and amazing views.
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Restoration is very visible in this twin structure where two cement rounds replace a shattered section of the column. Double clicking on the picture will bring you a closer view.
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Then we turned a corner to find an almost intact stone with the Goddess Nike and found the best was yet to come.
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Below us is the famous Library of Celsus, though only a facade, a great beauty still. DSC05044 (Copy)

One intact statue, part of the gateway to the promenade. When statues tumble in an earthquake, the first thing that hits the ground is the face, the noses are usually smashed, the arms broken off or crushed.
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The main street, paved in marble, leading to the housing and business district of the ruins is flanked by columns, and carved marble pieces. Archeologists learned much about the times from writing on the bases of statues that honored certain citizens of the city. Here we sit among the ancient stonework as Usla explains significant areas of the promenade.
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This colossal piece is called a header in carpentry parlance. Amazing stuff.
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As we get closer to the library, the area of the richest people is paved with intricate mosaic tiles. DSC05064 (Copy)

Color is preserved in some areas.
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This piece of marble is beyond beautiful.
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As rich as they were, they didn’t have toilets in their houses. Everyone had to use the public toilets with a drain.
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One advantage of the rich man, he could order a slave to go to the toilet, reserve a hole and sit on it to warm the cold marble before his master arrived.
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The rich had VIP seating to all events. Here Joan Zucker takes advantage of what had to be a pretty uncomfortable marble chair.
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As we entered the library, Usla challenged us to find the tunnel to the brothel. The rich men lived close the to library and would spend time there. They didn’t want their wives to know they were headed for the brothel much of that time so they dug a tunnel to it.
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Owen and I looked in every cranny of the library, but it was under our feet all along. The slabs of marble had to be picked up for the gent to climb down and make his way for about 300 yards to the brothel.
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One can easily understand why it is a UNESCO site.
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Everywhere is a marble painting.
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Such beauty. Ephesus is also where the Temple of Artemis once stood, one of the seven wonders of the world. It was one of the most colossal temples ever buiilt but is no longer standing.
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From the library, we made out way to the Amphitheater where St. Paul preached to the Ephesians.
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On the way, one of the first ads greeted visitors, pointing the way to the brothel, the cost and the direction to walk.
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Usla asked Owen to go to the floor and speak in a normal tone of voice to demonstrate the natural acoustics of such a place.
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From a distance, under some pine trees, one can see the entire amphitheater.
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Judy and Lenny take a rest on a nearby stone wall.
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We bused to a hilly village called Cute Town, so named because earlier residents named it Ugly Town. They didn’t want to encourage visitors. Later,  sense prevailed and residents now welcome tourist dollars today at Cute Town.
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Usla choose this town because they make a good Turkish pancake traditionally in an outdoor oven.
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They make two types, vegetarian and meat.
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Owen and I shared a meat pancake which consists of ground lamb, spinach,  goat cheese, and peppers. We also helped eat other’s  vegetarian pancake which included mushrooms and artichoke in place of meat. Both were quite good. I think it was the first meal for Owen without chicken shish. He said, “it has everything I hate but it tasted good.”
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We wandered the town for about 30 minutes and bought olive oil, a backpack purse for me, and Owen discovered knives. Very expensive antiques he wanted very badly but Usla told him, “they hold antiques at the airport and have to be approved by ministers of antiquities to be removed from the country and you might lose them.” So, he reluctantly passed on them.
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A woman makes glass beads. Fascinating, the God’s Eye to ward off evil. I will  explain it another day.
To view a slideshow of more pictures of Ephesus and Cute Town, click on the link:

Thursday, January 31, 2013

THE TEXAS QUILT MUSEUM.

Yesterday was a work day, cleaning, laundry, shopping; I did some hand sewn mending. Our planned move put off another day partly because of high winds. We are still on a picture upload diet until Feb. 4th. Didn’t take one picture yesterday. But, I took a lot of pictures of Quilts at the Civil War Quilt Exhibit. And, I want to tell you about the Texas Quilting Museum.
Quilt exhibits tend to move, they are often shown at a small venue and never seen again. The Texas Quilt Musuem founders wanted a place to showcase quilts for a longer period of time where more people could discover and appreciate quilts as art,both traditional and avant guarde.  La Grange Texas is a small town within driving distance of Houston, Austin and San Antonio, three of the 20 largest cities in the U.S. Here you will find educational opportunities, a library, a peace garden and peace memorial, and the history of quilts and quilt making. La Grange has a cultural center that celebrates its Czech heritage, and wonderful food and views of the Colorado River, according to their brochure. (I hope to visit it on another trip.)
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My favorite was the French quilt, in the style of Broderie Perse, popular in the early 19th Century, French for Persian Embroidery. DSC01546 (Copy)
Individual blocks show the fine work and beauty.
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The fan blades are made from reproduction Civil War materials along with fine  print pastels from that time.
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This quilt is true to Civil War materials and is called a cheddar quilt, a common color used then. Made by a woman of color, and inspired by a woman of color who learned to quilt when that skill was not allowed to them. The Civil War quilter was a member of the underground railroad.
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In this quilt,the maker wanted to represent Confederate Gray, Union BLue and the red of the battlefield drenched in blood. She was inspired by the horrible number of graves at a preserved battlefield.
A thousand pyramids, border churn dash blocks
The many materials in the pyramids represent grave markers. The churn dash border, a butter churn, was a common pattern of the day.
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This quilt center was made by one person,handed off to another who make the next square surround, the another made a border, and another border and so on until the quilt was finished by six different people.
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A close up f the center of the quilt. Fine, close quilting, applique and nine square blocks. I guess anyone can tell I love quilts and admire the workmanship I see in them. To me, my own quilts, are made from old family clothing, in part, and represent memories of dances attended, party dresses, the boys overalls, and so on. I call them rescue quilts because I don’t have to throw away or recycle favorite materials .
Before I part for the day, I want to insert a factoid from the Galveston Museum. Santos Cruz, head bartender for the famous Balinese Room, invented the margarita in 1948 for actress/songster (Margaret) Peggy Lee.

Saturday, January 10, 2009

YUMA LIBRARY, AND FRIENDS


Each day finds us at Yuma Public Library to check email and post a blog. That is, all days except Sunday. Upon arrival I look with envy at this beautiful library and fervently wish it were located in Calaveras County. The inside is a marvel as well and yet, we have yet to spend a day lolling around the place, perusing and losing oneself in a book or two. But the temptation is strong and I'm determined to have one complete library day before I leave Yuma. Hmmmm. Strangely enough, on the road, the relaxed lifestyle, the hours fill up and I never get done what I would wish to each day.
Currently, I'm working on Bob Gambol's rambles in South America. At one point, he was returning to his hotel at dusk and he saw a guy walking towards him. It was a rough and tumble town so he crossed the street. The guy crossed as well, his intent clear. Bob waited until the guy was 50 feet from him, reached in his pocket and brought out his hand in the shape of a pistol and said as loud as he could, "BANG!" The guy took off running. Altercation averted. Rather amazing.
Jim and I talked about characters we've known. (Bob his one of his rambling friends who backpacked the world from 1991 to 1997.) As we talked I realized, I've known many characters in my life and I'm so grateful to have crossed paths with them. As a writer, I hope to get them all down on paper. (Some of them are my own family members.)
Adios

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Weather Cheated and Tamale Rich


Jim is feeling cheated because his winter home, Yuna, (he's a snowbird) is cold instead of warm. He is tired of wearing sweats and wants to get into sleeveless t-shirts and shorts for the duration, especially since he is skewing his winter to return to (brrrr!) cold Murphys while I have surgery in February. We all have our comfort levels and 65 degrees is definitely not for Jim.
But, its okay, the friendly weatherman is forecasting 70 degrees in a few more days and then the Rambler will be out and about without shivering. I keep telling him I've got weather Karma. Its a fact, wherever I go, I bring the sun shine with me. Well, sort of. I know we've been smiling a lot. I guess that qualifies for sunshine.
Dental work yesterday gave me a new smile and if that isn't a reason to celebrate, I don't know what is.
So tonight, we'll spend happy hour at the America Legion so I can try my smiling voice on Karioke. But, not before eating another wonderful dinner of home made tamales via Lydia. If you are in Yuma, you should call her and she'll make them special for you. The best I ever tasted, really. Call 928 388-1577