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  • Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Twenty-One

    Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Twenty-One

    The Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue was first published at the end of the eighteenth century, and given that the Coronavirus crisis is giving too much time to read books, I thought I’d pick a daily word from it until I got bored…..

    Beau Trap

    The dictionary defines this as “a loose stone in a pavement, under which water lodges, and on being trod upon, squirts it up, to the great damage of white stockings”. Since the word ‘beau’ was used to mean a foppish man, I assume this was a problem for men and women alike. I can’t imagine that the the phrase was ever much used, I can’t find much evidence of it being in common usage. It’s a nice phrase to use though, if anyone writes to their local council to complain about a damaged pavement, they should certainly include it.

  • Boston – John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum (Berlin Wall Fragment)

    Boston – John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum (Berlin Wall Fragment)

    I’ve seen sections of the Berlin Wall in numerous different cities around the world, not least in the male toilets of a hotel in Las Vegas. This section was a gift from the German Government and it was brought to the museum in 1989 by Jean Kennedy Smith, the sister of John F. Kennedy (she’s the only one of the nine Kennedy children still alive). It’s quite a bright piece of wall and it stands twelve feet in height and four feet in width.

  • Singapore – Seaweed at McDonald’s

    Singapore – Seaweed at McDonald’s

    I found Singapore very hot, so I had a lot of little sit downs in various shopping malls in the city to cool down, in this case I quickly popped into McDonald’s. The burger was some Japanese themed arrangement, but it was the seaweed shaker for the fries that intrigued me the most. And, they were lovely, lots of flavour.

  • Chengdu – Photos

    Chengdu – Photos

    Just photos of Chengdu in this post, although I didn’t intend at the time to upload them and they were taken back in 2014, so the quality isn’t great.

      

      

  • Chengdu – Airportsecuritygate

    Chengdu – Airportsecuritygate

    After the excitement of getting to the airport, I was pleased to have arrived safely. After checking my bag in, I went through security and I was pleased with how marvellously this was going. Until I’m around thirty seconds into the airside part of the terminal having cleared security and I hear a “stop” being shouted very loudly. I turn round, wondering which idiot has caused a disturbance, and then realise that a tall Chinese member of security staff is running towards me at some considerable pace.

    At this point, I wonder whether they’ve realised that I might not have entirely followed the rules on road crossing as a pedestrian, and wonder what other little local cultural faux pas I’ve managed to make. The fact that the security man charging towards me has a gun also doesn’t fill me with delight and I decide that I’ll just stay standing where I am to avoid panicking the armed man.

    Just as I expect to be arrested, the security man smiles and with both hands he hands me a passport. I wondered initially what I’m supposed to do with this passport I’ve been given, until I realise that it’s mine and that I’d left it at the security area.

    An idiot abroad….

  • Chengdu – Taxibacktoairportgate

    Chengdu – Taxibacktoairportgate

    I don’t like taxis and try to avoid using them, but there are occasional times when there aren’t a great deal of options. Chengdu Airport is around 12 miles from the city with not pedestrian friendly pavements, so even walking wasn’t an option. Today, there are Metro services to the airport, but back in 2014 there weren’t. There was some form of bus arrangement that I couldn’t make head nor tail of (at the time, there was very little information on-line and the bus service didn’t have a bus stop, so I had no idea how I was supposed to find it), so that left me with the sole option of a taxi.

    My initial plan was to get the Ibis hotel to assist in booking a taxi, but they said that the taxi services didn’t operate like that and it would be expensive if they tried. They instead wrote down in Chinese that I wanted to go to the airport and they also wrote the price that they thought I should be charged. I was then told to stand outside in a certain place and local taxi drivers would stop if I waved at them, then I should proffer them my piece of paper. To me, this sounded like a right bloody hassle. But, after reviewing my choices, hassle it had to be.

    Anyway, after around 30 seconds of my vaguely waving at some cars, a taxi pulls over. But there’s someone in the front seat (other than the driver) and so I assume that he can’t pick me up. So, I stand there looking confused in my very British way. The driver gets out and ushers me into the car in what, if I’m being honest, looked a grumpy manner. At this stage the driver doesn’t know where I want to go, so I’m confused at his confidence. Although to be fair, I had seen one other European all week, so someone standing with a bag outside a hotel looking for a taxi is quite likely wanting the airport.

    So, I’m now in this taxi, wondering how much ransom will be demanded for my safe return, as I’m sure I must be being kidnapped. However, they now know I want the airport as I’ve handed over the paper that the hotel gave me. The driver speaks no English at all, but the other passenger knows about eight words, so he conducts negotiations. Since we’re now trundling along in the taxi, I don’t feel that I have any negotiating strength here if a high price is demanded. Then the passenger asks for my phone, so I assume that I’ve lost that as part of this kidnap. It transpired that he was trying to look at my boarding pass to see which terminal I wanted (there was I think one terminal for domestic and one for international, next to each other, but with separate dropping off points). But, back then, I used printed boarding passes, so I didn’t have one as I was getting it at the airport. So, after five minutes of my wondering what this man was jabbering on about, we had a lovely journey in the car in total silence. Which, to be honest, I quite liked, as conversation was never going to work out.

    About two minutes before we arrived at the airport, the passenger in front said “40” (he wasn’t seemingly involved in the taxi operation, but the driver obviously decided he didn’t want to engage with the idiotic English person, so the passenger could do it instead), which is what the hotel said was the maximum fare I should pay. I was firstly moderately irritated that the taxi driver was getting two fares here, but then I quickly realised that I wasn’t being mugged or kidnapped and I was being asked to pay the fare that was reasonable. The photo that I took was one of relief that I’d been dropped off at the airport and I was ready to board my flight.

    Then I realised that I had allowed six hours to get to the airport, and I had arrived in twenty minutes, so I was now 5 hours 40 minutes early for my flight. Although, to be fair, this happens a lot….. If I ever go back to Chengdu, I’d be getting the Metro though, thank goodness for improvements in public transportation.

  • Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Twenty

    Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue – Day Twenty

    The Dictionary of the Vulgar Tongue was first published at the end of the eighteenth century, and given that the Coronavirus crisis is giving too much time to read books, I thought I’d pick a daily word from it until I got bored…..

    Bayard of Ten Toes

    The dictionary defines this as “to walk on foot, Bayard was a horse famous in old romances”. To be more precise, Bayard was a magical horse as it had the ability to change its size to suit the number of riders who mounted it. Bayard dates back to at least the twelfth century and Chaucer also made reference to it in the Canterbury Tales in 1286. This is another one of these phrases which seems to have been rarely used, but I like the Bayard of Ten Toes, it’s something which deserves to be brought back into usage….

  • London – Tower of London (Poppies)

    London – Tower of London (Poppies)

    This is how the Tower of London’s moat looked when I visited back in August 2014, a sea of poppies to mark the centenary of the start of the First World War.

    The installation was called ‘Blood Swept Lands and Seas of Red’ and it remained in place between July and November 2014. Paul Cummins was the artist and Tom Piper designed the concept behind it, which was a magnificent sight in the Tower’s moat.

  • Luxembourg – BiFi

    Luxembourg – BiFi

    These snacks don’t have much to do with Luxembourg, other than this is where I first encountered them. They’re also sold in other northern European countries and particularly in Germany, where they’re made. They’re effectively just Peperamis (which are only sold in the United Kingdom and in Ireland to my knowledge), but nonetheless, they’re in a different branding and therefore exciting to me.

  • British Airways (Heathrow T5 to Chengdu)

    British Airways (Heathrow T5 to Chengdu)

    The current Coronavirus means that I can’t write about any recent flights on British Airways, so here’s one from six years ago. As a rider at this stage, I wasn’t intending to post these photos when I took them, so they’re not really a very complete set covering the aircraft’s exterior or interior. But, I took a photo of all the food, which is something I rarely neglect my obligations towards….

    Back in 2014, British Airways decided that China was their future and they started a flight to Chengdu as their third destination in the country, as they already flew to Shanghai and Beijing (as well as Hong Kong). There was a documentary at the time where BA management, including their boss then Willie Walsh, said how important China was to them, although their enthusiasm waned and Chengdu was dropped a few years later, in early 2017. This flight was in Club World, or business class, with the aircraft being the Boeing Dreamliner.

    The screen for the IFE.

    The foldable foot rest, which then joined together with the main part of the seat to form a bed. BA have recently announced a new Club Suite, which looks amazing, so the days of having to step over someone else will soon be firmly in the past.

    The menu.

    The watermelon, feta and cucumber salad.

    The Szechuan braised pork with bean curd, an appropriate dish as this was the area of China that we were flying to.

    The summer berry cheesecake with mascarpone cream.

    The breakfast menu.

    Fresh fruit and the mango fruit smoothie. The smoothies on BA are world class and I always tried to get refills if they had enough.

    The continental breakfast option.

    I took these items from the Club Kitchen on board to nibble on between meals.

    I can’t remember much about these meals, primarily because I ate them six years ago, but I was rarely disappointed with BA’s food. I also know that I got my first choice for all meals on this flight, which is always a bonus. Unfortunately, I didn’t note the registration number of the aircraft or much else.