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by amy fisher
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TWO WHY HAVEN’T I HEARD OF...
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Vaing Vieng, Laos.
RANDOM INFORMATION
06 LOCAL KNOWLEDGE
Mount Everest has finally joined the 21st century. Thanks to Nepali firm Ncell 64
climbers can now enjoy full 3G coverage Talking rugby, beach life and sports with Auckland, New Zealand native Jeffrey
Lee.
WHERE THE ROAD HAS TAKEN ME
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REVIEWS
Going from family trips with comfortable accommodations to a sixty litre pack,
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three pairs of underwear, and my own savings tucked away in my money belt “On The Road” by Jack Kerouac
was a big step
TRAVELER PROFILE
BOLIVIAN SALT FLATS 78
26 I am a 23-year-old Canadian journalism student and I have recently come back
Photoset of the Bolivian Salt Flats by Amy Fisher. from my first backpacking adventure in South America.
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Costa Rica did not disappoint in the
After two trips to Cuba with my wildlife department. Upon arrival,
family, we decided to change our we noticed that parrots were flying
winter holiday to something a bit overhead, howler monkeys were
more off the beaten trail. I had swinging vigorously in the trees, and p.
iguanas crept along the ground toward us. All in all
the experience was filled with boogie boarding, zip
lining through the jungle, and enjoying the company
of the locals as well as other tourists.
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“And then, she slapped me across the face!”
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Johnny refusing to clean his room, it too questions
authority. Say no to no. I was so confused for months at
work. Longer term teachers (higher up in their minds)
p. would try to dump their work on me, but saying ‘no’
never worked. I tried different pitches, making a song
Ajjimas: scary enough to be a
popular Halloween costume
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p.
of it, even dancing a “no” samba, yet they just smiled contemplated if she liked Coke or influence over most of Asia, Korea
awkwardly, broke eye-contact, and asked again “Will you Pepsi best, and then it happened. A included. However, Korean Buddhists
do this crap-ton of work that’s not yours?” Again, I tried smack, worthy of a KAPOW or SHAZAM, eat meat. Even after communicating
“no” which was almost always followed by them saying nearly knocked her over. Still dizzy, clearly, in Korean “no meat, I’m
“OK, I’ll leave it here” and dashing out the door. my friend looked over in horror at the vegetarian” or “meat WILL kill me and
grandmother glaring at her. leave me bleeding on your floor” my
Explanation: according to my Korean friends, in a work veg-friends were always served some
environment you always accept work from higher-ups. Explanation: women who smoke meat.
It’s disgraceful and childish to say “no,” regardless of the outside are associated with
circumstance. It is, however, ok to accept work and just prostitutes. Women do smoke there, Explanation: after the Korean War,
not do it. This sentence alone will explain all you need to but there are designated areas Korea became very wealthy very fast.
know about Korean businesses. in coffee shops where it is more Before then, meat was like gold, and
acceptable. Sadly, anywhere else, you many people never ate it. Now it’s as
Lesson Three: smoking is hazardous to your health deserve the pimp-hand. if they’re trying to catch up on their
consumption. Everyone eats meat
Here’s a lighter tale, of my lady friend being backhanded Lesson Four: Chicken or beef? because they have it - one should be
by a grandmother. Outside of a department store, grateful. When you say “I don’t eat
midday, lovely weather, my friend lit up her smoke Here’s a strange faux pas: being meat” they assume you mean “only
to enjoy all of its cancerous marvels. She paused and vegetarian. Now, Buddhism has a little please, I’m on a diet” or “I
only don’t eat pig, so fish, chicken, or dreaded ajjimas, a name once used
anything else is OK.” Koreans aren’t to describe a familiar old married
big fans of picky eaters of any kind, woman, has now become the word
they think you should appreciate the used to describe middle-aged women
food you’re given. who aren’t afraid of bustin’ a hip to
bust your ass. Disregarding their love
Lesson Five: hands to yourself of pushing, pinching, and screaming at
Grandma! you for no reason, these women are
bold fighters strong in body and mind.
Now as a very visibly different person My friends were once being hassled
living in Korea, one would expect some by an irate drunken man outside a
leniency or at least guidance from corner store. With a roll of her eyes,
locals into the Korean lifestyle: not an ajjima came out, picked up a
so much. Learning only comes from plastic chair over her head, and began
experiencing the awkward moments beating the man with it: all without
here, so things will happen to you losing her dentures.
long before they are explained. Just
as foreigners offend Koreans without Explanation: This older generation
intention, some westerns often find of Korean women have lived through
themselves infuriated and not knowing the tragedy and fighting of war. They
how it happened. became hardened warriors, fighting
just for survival for a long period of
The first thing Koreans do that doesn’t time. These women are the feistiest
translate well with westerners is I’ve ever come across.
pushing. Now before you say “suck it
up, it’s crazy overpopulated, there’s Lesson Six: Nice to meet you, what’s
bound to be pushing,” hear me out. your annual salary?
This is two-handed, full contact,
you’re-in-my-way shoving. Bumping Here’s another fun faux pas Koreans
in a crowd always happens, but on make when meeting foreigners: asking
a sidewalk with only two people, for way too much information. When
prepare for a good full-contact round meeting new people for the first time,
of rugby. To foreigners this comes off I was shocked at what they wanted
in an aggressive “I want to fight you” to know about me. “Where do you
kind of way. In Korea though, it simply live (exactly)?” “How much money do
means “You were in my way, so I you make?” “How many children will
moved you.” you and your boyfriend have?” “Are
you getting married soon?” Now, my
This act is mostly perpetrated by the boyfriend and I have been together for
even if you knew why, would it make a difference?
a long time, so these questions were
hilarious. For a new couple though -
awkward.
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is the norm here, so rules of personal
space would create sidewalk wars.
As for awkward silences, this is
a special social difference. Many
times Koreans would come and
p.
talk to me, finish, and just stand
there, silent. I would grow more
and more awkward, attempt to make Lesson Eight: I didn’t know my face a person who does something wrong taught writing: it made sense. One day,
conversation, give a hundred social cues needed saving doesn’t look bad. On the contrary, this a coworker of mine was pulled aside
I wasn’t comfortable, and they would be one can really make foreigners feel “Jack, you’re supposed to be teaching
standing there contented. Here is a pervasive cultural very negatively towards the person writing to this class, and you’ve been
difference between westerners and saving their face. teaching reading.” ‘Jack’ then pulled
Explanation: I don’t know if there really Asians from all eastern countries: out the schedule to show her it was
is one, other than Koreans don’t think the dreaded “saving face.” Much as For instance, our schedules at work her scheduling mistake, at which point
silence is uncomfortable, kind of how it sounds, face-saving is a cultural put an “R” beside classes we taught saving face came into play. My boss
westerners feel among close friends. practice that involves making sure reading and a “W” beside class we simply replied “Oh Jack, ‘R’ stands for
writing with this class.” As Jack tried to explain
the ridiculousness of her statement, another
manager, desperate to save my boss’ face, cut
him off: “Jack, I can see how’d you’d get that
confused.” Jack knew they were both lying and
worse passing the blame onto him. He was ready
to schedule himself a flight out of there.
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to me about. One day she even told me my
number “6” didn’t look enough like a “6.” Truly,
I thought I was on the verge of a pink-slip as I
hadn’t heard anything good about my work, um,
ever! Eventually I confided in my manager and
p.
she said I was a good teacher and that she just
never thought to say anything if I was doing well.
Sadly, she never thought of it again One kid came back from a trip to
after that either. the USA where he had got his whole
family kicked out of the cab for giving
Explanation: the difference here the middle-finger to the cabbie. He
between the corporate no-news was confused, “but teacher I only
treatment in western business “F*cked him,” he said in front of the
and here is that, in Korea, bosses class. “Well Johnny,” I replied, “I
often feel they have the task of hope that’s not true.”
maintaining the respect (or fear) of
their employees. If you don’t think As you can see, understanding what
you’re close to being fired, your boss day-to-day actions can cause an old
sucks. woman to beat you or a foreigner to
spontaneously combust are important
Lesson ten: Potty Mouths for both the traveler and the
inhabitants of the country you visit.
Let’s end on a high-note of the Understanding is a virtue in a world
hilarity of teaching Korean children of differences, where even a small
English: swearing. These kids use gesture can get you kicked out of a
more English curse words than they cab or a simple “why?” can serve up
use, well, English! As a teacher, it’s a pink-slip. Read up before you leave,
incredibly frustrating when 10 year but count on sometimes shouting,
olds are dropping F-bombs and when in the immortal words of my good
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you kick them out, the managers pull friend, “Is this real life? Did that Don't say
you aside to explain why it’s OK. really just happen?!” "no" or they'll
taekwon-do!
Explanation: Korean curse words p.
don’t have the same roughness
as English ones. They just aren’t
as bad-ass. Actually, they are
commonly used between friends
and show bonding. Korean parents,
who demand respect, don’t hear
them, but if little Joe calls Annie
a biznitch, what’s a word among
friends? Trying to teach kids, who
use “bad words” every day that they
can’t use them in English is almost
impossible.
WHY HAVEN’T I
HEARD OF...
Vaing Vieng, Laos.
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p.
they caught up they would swim them sixth bar was incredible fun while
to shore down river and lead them drunk: and even more so while naked
back to the bar through the woods; I (let’s just say I lost a bet, it’s easier
have never felt someone wanted my that way). Not wanting to return
patronage more or would go to such home, the number of tubists was
a length to get it (marketing students climbing by the minute. Normally the
take note). load was dispersed by half the crowd
setting sail for the last bar, but many
Every bar had a gimmick, two large decided to stay due to the closure
zip lines were strung over a straight of the seventh bar, the floods had
section of the river at this one: if you damaged it. More and more tubists
hung on till the end you would be arrived until there was standing room
stopped suddenly and do a full back only.
flip just from the momentum. The so
called “big bar” complete with soccer It truly was a tropical paradise, the
pitch, high dive and volleyball court as sun was setting and lending the
well as a slide in progress. The fourth immense cliff faces a deep purple
bar had dual swings, the fifth bar was hue, the tropical jungle and rice
up high on stilts, the sixth bar had a paddies harmoniously melted into the
deck that hung over the river and the dark of night and we were enjoying
last bar had a large cliff swing. Every it all from the balcony of a the rivers
niche was filled. most popular dance club. I sat on
the beach, being entertained by
As I was carried quickly down river the swooping jumps of the trapeze,
chatting with an Irishman I was sipping my beer and generally
informed that many varieties of enjoying being too drunk to stand.
drugs were also available at these The bamboo structure seemed so
bars. If you asked for the happy beautiful and vibrant that I just
menu everything from mushrooms couldn’t look away from it. I kept
to opium was on hand and ready for counting people entering the bar, like
consumption: explaining both what all a line of ants to the nest they were
those little plastic baggies I kept seeing entering with ferocious speed. I was
were full of and why my friend felt enjoying life and for some reason felt
‘funny’ after sharing a milkshake with at one with the universe at that point,
a stranger. this was either nirvana I had entered
or I had mistaken my drink for one of
As night time approached, the drug the happy variety.
fuelled party raged on. The enormous
trapeze that was also a fixture at the The creaking and groaning of the
bamboo became apparent to me even in
my inebriated state. People on the beach
were growing cautious of the strength of the
structure. Our concerns were justified when
one section of the crowd started jumping
furiously to the music. At first it was a small
swaying sensation, and then a small cracking
noise and all of a sudden two dozen people
were in the river. Part of the deck had given
way and in true Laotian fashion an army of
children took to the river and hauled the
drunks to shore, no safety tape was put up, no
sign of caution erected: the people working
there acted as if it was business as usual.
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I felt the ravages of a brutal hangover in the
sticky heat of my fanless room.
I spent the next morning at one of those great
restaurants I mentioned earlier: For some
reason I bet they are still doing fine these
p.
days.
LOCAL
KNOWLEDGE
Talking rugby, beach life and sports with Auckland, New Zealand native Jeffrey Lee.
*Laughs* Let’s see, I think it’s one of the world’s largest cities.
*Me staring at him wondering if he knows there are just over a million people
there*
Not population, by size... well land area I guess. The city is huge and one of
the biggest in the world by area. The sprawl is a big problem in Auckland.
I see, and why don’t we let our readers know what brought you to New Zealand
in the first place?
I was born here, and liked it so much I stayed. There is a bit of a drain going on
though, a lot of young people are moving to Australia these days, better money,
more jobs. I would like to see more people stay because New Zealand is under
rated in this part of the world, everyone seems to go to Australia.
I’ll take your word for it. Before we get into the hard stuff though, I did a little
research before the interview (thank you Wikipedia) and it seems Auckland is
LOCAL
KNOWLEDGE AUCKLAND, NZ
called the city of sails, why?
Yes, everyone and their dog has a boat or a slip down at the marina; it’s
something stupid like one in four families has a yacht. The conditions are just
really good for sailing and we all love to go outside and enjoy it. There are
probably a hundred yacht clubs in Auckland alone and I think there might be
the largest one in the world too.
Wikipedia is saying it’s the largest in the southern hemisphere, don’t you love
the internet allowing me to call you out on facts about your own city?
Well you know what I mean, sailing is very popular here. That’s the point I
am trying to get across. I’d say it might be the third most popular sport after
rugby and cricket. We’ve taken a few America’s cup races. We’re sort of mad
for all sports here really.
Alright, how about a new tack for this question then, what do you call
someone from Auckland? An Aucklander? An Aucklandite?
Well if you’re from Auckland, you are called an Aucklander, but we are called
a lot of things. On the south island they often refer to us as J.A.F.A.’s, there’s
something Wikipedia can’t tell you.
Oh really? Hold on, how do you spell that? J-A-F-A? * starts looking it up*
*Laughs* shut up, it stands for Just Another F*cking Aucklander bro. Kinda
crude, but there are comparatively a lot of people from Auckland in New
Zealand and we take the piss for that.
You take the piss huh? Gross, could you perhaps tell our readers where you
take it?
No note really, Ahem, let’s delve a little deeper into the city I guess, if you
had only one day to spend in Auckland what would you do?
Finally a good question, I would probably spend it outside. I live in Long bay,
which is a suburb, so if I took you around we’d go downtown so you could see
“I WAS BORN HERE,
AND LIKED IT SO MUCH
I STAYED”
Egg on a burger?
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hard to get a ticket but bro, you see them doing the
Haka, it’s really something special. Eden park is a great
place to watch games. Everyone wears their all-blacks
p. jerseys and the place is absolutely humming. The (rugby)
World Cup is here next September and it is going to be
unbelievable.
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Rugby and the beach, not a bad day at all. What would you say to our readers to convince them to come?
Well there’s more than that to do if you had more time. There’s a bungee It’s better than OZ, and our beer is way better too, plus the girls are prettier
platform on the Auckland Bridge which is pretty popular with tourists and the and the tap water tastes like candy, so come here!
coast to coast walk is really nice as well.
Does the tap water really taste like candy?
Wouldn’t that take a while?
*laughs* Well no, I got carried away a bit there, but I think if you come and
No, only a few hours, Auckland is on an isthmus, it’s really narrow and you can enjoy just a pint or two of Steinlager you would probably be convinced to
walk from the Tasman (sea) side to the Pacific side in a few hours, it takes you stay. Especially on Fridays, we often have a few drinks during lunch at work
through the downtown, there are informative signs, and a bunch of other sites and no work really gets done in the afternoon anywhere. It’s like having a long
to see along the way, pretty nifty. *laughs* weekend every week.
You laugh a lot, is Auckland a happy city? Now you’re talking, where do I sign up?
It’s an awesome place to live. Amazing atmosphere, lots of sun and everyone Why am I not surprised that it was that comment that got you interested?
really enjoys being active and outside.
REVIEWS
“On The Road” by Jack Kerouac
On a crisp, clear night on the back of a flatbed truck, a drunken Sal Paradise
watches the stars as he whizzes toward Denver- he has never felt more
complete. His journey started with 50 dollars and a promise from a friend of a
job on a ship in the pacific. Enticed by the offer, he sets off for the west coast
and, typical of all the backpackers I know, blows half of his money within the
first day’s journey from New York to Chicago. Not a good start financially, but
a terrific start if you are looking to write one of the finest examples of travel
writing the world has ever seen.
Written in 1951 in three weeks on one continuous scroll of paper, On the Road
This story is based on true events, which is good, because some of the
situations that Sal (Kerouac) finds himself in are simply too bizarre to make
up. My three personal favourite moments: Sal receiving an offer to have sex
with his friend’s wife while he watches, his friend dean going on a Grand Theft
Auto style carjacking binge, and he and three others driving naked down the
highway in Texas.
Sigh, what happens on the road, stays on the road, unless you write a famous
book about it I guess.
Although slow to start, it quickly turns into travel porn; nothing has ever
made me lust for an adventure as strongly as this book. A cross country
journey for a job becomes a years-long saga that that see’s Sal and his
counterpart Dean pinball from New York to San Francisco and finally to
Mexico City. And aside from the debauchery, this story has heart as well. I’ll
divulge one particularly touching moment with you, Sal, on top of a mountain
in Mexico sees a local village girl and speculates that she may never see
another part of the world than the small mountain she calls home. If this
were a movie Sal, likely being played by Shia Lebeouf, would look forlornly
off into the setting sun, a montage of memories playing with sad music as
he contemplates his lifestyle and the man it has sculpted him into. It’s not
a movie though because if that were the case I would have watched the film
and reviewed it instead (reading is so last year) and as such, he basically just
keeps on truckin, wasting no more than a sentence or two on the tear jerking
stuff.
The side trip to Mexico, which is coincidentally the crescendo of the novel
also hit a high note with me. In the fading pages of the novel Kerouac is thigh
deep in teenage prostitutes and on a two day bender so epic he could likely
have out-drank the entire cast of The Jersey Shore.
There is a lesson to all this though; amidst the shocking events and uproar
you see the thinking of a new generation emerging. Kerouac was searching
for a simpler life, he was forgoing possessions for experiences and was
looking for that same thing every traveler is: where the road will lead them.
Dean, however, was clearly just looking for tail, going through four wives and
fathering three children in the three year span of the novel. There’s one in
every bunch.
TRAVELLER
PROFILE ...andrew caley
Bio /
I am a 23-year-old Canadian journalism student and I have recently come back
from my first backpacking adventure in South America. I love sports, reading,
and now travelling.
ANDREW CALEY
moustache doesn’t hurt.
TRAVELLER
What do you look for in a hostel / PROFILE
Try to find a hostel with good common areas, you'll meet more people that
way...oh, and a bar.
Countries visited /
Colombia, Ecuador, Peru, and Bolivia.
Craziest travel memory /
Traveling to Machu Picchu by car just days after torrential rain, which included
landslides, crossing a river in a basket-and-pulley system, and about 10 more
hours of walking than we were told... much like in your last issue.
To top this all off the smelly, cramped, loud, sauna of a bus arrived at our
stop at 4:30 in the morning. My friend and I gave each other a quick shake of
the head and stayed on the bus. After a short spat with the money collector
which ended with us handing over another $5 US and we got off at the next
“legitimate” bus station where we were able to catch a bus to our destination,
we didn’t change locations for almost three weeks after that.
Travel is _______ /
Something everyone should try.
Next trip /
Thailand in 2012, school until then.
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