Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Saturday, March 5, 2016

Brussels, Belgium


January 22-24, 2016

Two days was just enough to visit the small yet beautiful city of Brussels. The capital of Belgium is known for a few things: waffles, chocolates, and a peeing mannequin. Other notable things include historic architecture, shoes and street art. Here are some of the highlights from my experience there.

It was quite brisk, so we stayed in our jackets and scarves throughout the entire trip. My scarf from Paris came in handy! Our Airbnb host was not the friendliest person, as she let us in the apartment and was distant the entire weekend.
 
Waffles – we started our first day by eating Brussels’ best waffles at a place called “Maison Dandoy.” This is not to be confused with the candy store, which also has the same name. Funny story; we actually mistakenly walked into the chocolate store initially, and were directed to the waffle place by a grumpy lady, who seemed to be far too well versed with tourists confusing her place for the breakfast restaurant. She did offer us a sample though. The waffles were indeed quite delicious at this place, and rightly overpriced (8 euros compared to the street 1-euro waffles). My favorite part of this place, however, wasn’t the waffle; it was a sign that read “No wifi, talk to each other, call your mom, pretend it’s 1829.” These days, everyone—myself included!—is addicted to always being connected to wifi.
La Grand Place - Also known as Grote Markt. This is Brussels’ main square surrounded by these opulent buildings. I felt like I was in a pop-up storybook standing in the middle of the square, as the buildings towered over me and people passed me in every direction.

Chocolates Tour – In the town world-famous for its chocolates, it would be a pity not to learn how they’re made here. We bought online tickets for the “Planete Chocolat Bruxelles” chocolate tour; while we didn’t learn the secret recipe, we did gather some interesting facts, such as how Latin America is the biggest exporter of cocoa plants/beans. You won’t be surprised to learn that I volunteered for a demonstration on stage, where I was instructed to pour creamy chocolate into pans of various shapes (wearing an apron and net hat, of course). I was rewarded with an owl made out of chocolate, which we ended up saving for our Berlin host (Casey’s friend). It is true though, Brussels' chocolates are indeed unmatched in taste! I bought a few boxes for friends and family back home, and convinced Alex we should get some for our colleagues as gifts. She was initially opposed to the idea of getting chocolates for our administrators, but I reasoned that we should favor professionalism over personal grudges. Not that it’s worth any details, but I remember this being a heated debate in Barcelona. In fact, Alex ended up buying some chocolates off of me later when she realized she hadn’t gotten any for her sisters.
Peeing Mannequin – Brussels is famed for an odd thing known as the “peeing mannequin.” It is exactly that: a little mannequin who is shamelessly peeing (water fountain, really). But apparently this attracts tourists from around the world to come see it. There’s even a woman version of this mannequin—the woman is squatting, of course. I was confused by such a statue, but realized it was probably just good fun. It was very common to see replicas of the statue at restaurants, outside shops, and in chocolate-format (see video in next blog).
Brussels Cathedral – Like most of Europe, Brussels is full of churches and cathedrals. We stumbled upon the Cathedral of St. Michael and St. Gudula and walked through it. There were many elements similar to the Notre Dame in Paris. It was a quiet place, and many devout people could be seen worshiping.


Musical Instrument Museum – According to Wikipedia, the Musical Instrument Museum is “part of the Royal Museums for Art and History and internationally renowned for its collection of over 8,000 instruments.” George’s friend had recommended it to us in Paris, so we decided to check it out. It was a very cool museum—I’ve never been to a museum devoted to instruments from around the world. The audio tours allowed each person to tap on an exhibit to learn more, creating an informative yet individual and quiet experience. There were instruments of unseal shapes and materials, such as animal fur, coats, bones, and pots. It made me realize that music is truly the creative creation of sounds. You can see some of the interesting instruments below.
Palace of Justice – Upon one of our walks throughout the city, we stumbled upon the “Palais de Justice.” Much to our surprise, this court of law was run down, trashed, leaking, and used by skateboards, local teens, and open to anyone including foreigners like us. Despite a football and many beer cans caught in a net between two columns, we walked through the "Palace" of Justice more like inspectors than tourists. So much respect for the law, huh? How ironic. Maybe this building was under construction, we don’t know, but we found it humorous nonetheless. Plus, its architecture was beautiful and worth capturing.
Atomium – Before leaving the city, we made a quick evening stop at The Atomium monument. The Atomium was originally constructed for Expo 58, the 1958 Brussels World's Fair, and is in the shape of a unit cell of an iron crystal magnified 165 billion times. CNN named Atomium Europe's most bizarre building. And quite bizarre it was. It's unlike any architecture I have ever seen. It reminded me of my AP Chemistry class with Mr. Relton in high school, when I actually used to love molecules and thought I’d grow up to be a scientist. It also reminded me of the infamous “molecule project” where every high schooler in America had to construct an atom or a molecule using Styrofoam balls, pipe cleaners, fuzzy balls, Popsicle sticks, and materials of the like. In fact, my 14-year-old brother Dani, a sophomore in high school, just built a carbohydrate complete with outer membranes. Even though people are allowed to go inside this Atomium, it was closed when we got there. We enjoyed the structure from the outside, grabbed some ‘frites’ recommended by our Airbnb host, and caught an overnight bus to Amsterdam. Goodbye Brussels!

Tuesday, September 29, 2015

Aspendos Theater

Thursday, September 24, 2015

While our guests ventured out to other parts of Antalya such as Side and Kemer, Alex and I decided to stay in and catch up on sleep on Thursday. Once our bodies were recovered from exhaustion, we made plans to go to a ballet and opera show at the famous Aspendos Theater, which was built by the Romans and is remarkably preserved in Sevik, which is about an hour away from Antalya.

Per usual, getting to the Aspendos Theater via public transportation was quite an adventure. Jesse, Alex, and I left the house at 18.45 for our 21.00 show. We waited 40 minutes for Bus 03, which we were advised goes to Aspendos. However, after a short 20-minute ride, we were dropped off at Aspendos Boulevard. My friends, Aspendos Boulevard, as lovely as it is, is a random road in the middle of a shopping center—not the grand Aspendos Theater that we were looking for.

Exercising our limited Turkish once again, we asked bystanders for directions to Sevik, with no success. When the clock struck 20.00, we turned to our last resort: taxi. We knew it would be much, much more expensive than the bus, but sometimes you just have to bite the bullet and keep moving. I think that’s probably why the Romans were so successful; they strode on.

Time was not on our side and the taxi driver did not know where Sevik was. After multiple stops at gas stations, driving through narrow dirt roads and large highways, and some 58 minutes past the 20th hour, we reached our final destination just in time for the show to start.

Aspendos Theater in Sivek was built by Romans.
I felt as if I had traveled through a time machine and landed in the Roman Empire when I entered the stone-carved amphitheater. It was a magnificent structure, with its creative designs and calculated engineering. The same-sized seats formed parallel rings that circled the ground stage while the upside down U-shaped doors created by Corinthian columns gave way for light and wind. What made the theater so beautiful is that it was built with stone. Stone! I am a bachelor’s degree in mathematics, but I cannot even begin to comprehend the geometry and science that the Romans knew. Moments like these fascinate me; they ignite in me a blazing fire, which can only be extinguished by a greater depth of knowledge.

Opera singers from around the world.
Lights quickly dimmed and the show started on the dot at 21.00. As I watched couples perform ballet and individuals sing opera, all I could think about was how incredibly lucky and blessed I am to be here. Witnessing these amazing artists from around the world, taking in the sound of music, feeling the cool breeze under a moonlit sky. It was so special to get lost in my thoughts, mainly from my past, as I watched the performances. I thought about my childhood in Pakistan and how unmotivated I was as a student. I thought about growing up in Alexandria, VA, the struggles of learning English and adapting to a new culture. I missed my family as I remembered my mom’s cooking, Baba’s disciplining lessons, and quarrels with my siblings. Episodes from my years at Bowdoin played through my head; I recalled special memories I made with my friends, with my host parents, and my professors. I smiled when I thought about my two years in Boston, navigating the ruthless snowstorms, producing insurance analyses, and coming home to fresh cookies baked by my roommates Carly and Abi. When the live orchestra picked up its pace, I thought about my best friend Emily Rapavi who is an incredible violinist. When the audience clapped for opera singers, I thought about my host mother Wanda and my college friend Katarina because they, too, have beautiful voices.

Beautiful ballet performance.
Watching the ballet and opera show at the Aspendos Theater was a powerful experience. Even though I was present in the moment—fully engaged with the music I heard, the dances I saw, the breeze I felt, the clapping I participated in—I was also lost in my past. This must be a dream, I kept thinking to myself, this must be a dream. Thank you Allah for Your blessing.

With gratitude, I leave you with a video.