Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travel. Show all posts

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Alan's photos

My brother Alan is in Australia at the moment - he'll be there until December. He's been travelling since last summer with his girlfriend Sheena, her sister, and her fella. They spent six months travelling around Asia up until the end of 2006, visiting Laos, Vietnam, Cambodia, Singapore, India, Thailand... you can read all about this on his own blog. Now they're going to be in different parts of Australia for the rest of 2007.

Alan likes his photography, and he was armed with some suitably impressive camera gear as he trekked around Asia. Below are some of the photos he took last year.

Angor, Cambodia



The view from Thavisouk guesthouse, Laos



Nahargarh Fort, Jaipur, India



Tonle Sap Lake, Cambodia

Sunday, August 13, 2006

Back in the Saddle Again

I’m finally back cycling again.

After a long time without a bike, I bought myself a new one yesterday (this was written on the train over a week ago, on August 5th) in the UCD bike shop. I got very good service and I’d highly recommend the place. Thanks to Cathal for recommending the place to me. I called out there at about 0915 in the morning and picked out a nice looking new bike for €150.00 after taking it for a test drive. Then I went off for some breakfast while Rob the bicycle mechanic fitted a carrier for me.

This bike shop is in a beautiful setting. It has a courtyard bounded with old stone walls which are hung with foliage. Against one hedge are stacked a pile of scrap bikes, which will probably end up being dumped. I know a few people who run bike workshops, where they try to construct decent bikes out of discarded bits of frames and stuff. Rob said they’d be more than welcome to take these parts away if they liked.

I ended up having a good chat with Rob, because when I came back to collect the bike he was still attaching the carrier. He was an interesting guy with a good take on things, I reckon. I often think that it’d be nice to have a job that was quite physical. It’s good to be active, and I think that spending your days sitting in an office is pretty unhealthy and can make you quite lazy. In a funny way, I also think that physical work can be better for your mind – certainly better than a certain type of office work. I remember that Beatles song about the pleasures of fixing a hole to keep your mind from wandering…

I’ve been meaning to buy myself a bike for ages – it’s definitely the most convenient way to get around the city. But the spur that made me finally get around to it is the fact that I’m on my way to Clare for the weekend. My bike and I are currently on the train to Birdhill, and from there I’ll be cycling about 20km to Scariff, where the Irish Seed Savers Association are having an open day tomorrow (Sunday August 6th). Seed Savers is an organisation that tries to maintain Irish biodiversity, by maintaining stocks of plants that might otherwise die out – eg varieties of turnips, garlic, apple trees etc. I’m accompanied by a few fellow Dublin community gardeners, and we should be meeting up with more environmental types down there. Indeed, despite all the accommodation in East Clare (including campsites) being totally booked up due to two festivals going on in the area, we will be camping for free in Scariff’s very own community garden. Such are the joys of being part of an environmental network.

So that’s why I got myself a bike at last. But just half an hour after I bought it, as I was cycling down the canal, one of the pedals fell off!! Turns out the crank (?) hadn’t been tightened properly and the UCD bike shop had let me down… But I still stick by what I said about getting good service there – it didn’t turn out badly – I rang Rob and he told me to call into the nearby Rathmines bike shop, and a fellow he knew in there would fix it for me. And that’s how it happened. It’s a great feeling of freedom to have the bike again. It was as though the whole of Dublin was accessible to me, and felt like cycling off around the place. It’s such a handy way to get around Dublin. It’s also easy on the environment and my wallet. And I have my helmet to prevent severe head injury. What more could I want??

Thursday, May 25, 2006

Semesters 1 & 2 - in the bag

I've just returned from the Guth Gafa documentary film festival in the Donegal Gaeltacht town of Gortahork (or Gort a' Choirce, for those of you who prefer original Irish placenames. It means 'field of corn', but I digress). From Thursday to Monday I was camping, sightseeing, documentary-film watching and generally winding down. It was just the break I needed. Apart from the fact that it is essential to get out of Dublin every so often, I was in dire need of some relaxation after an intensive few weeks in college.


The Donegal Gaeltacht - the view from Mt. Errigal


It is now just under two weeks since I handed in my last two essays, putting an end to Semester #2 of my MA in International Relations. I suppose I haven't really finished until I get my results, so I probably shouldn't count my chickens just yet. But in any case, it's a relief just to have everything handed in. I'm not back in college until September. Now it's time to enjoy my summer.

The final week of college was pretty tough going. I had 5,000 words to write on post-communist democracy in Hungary and Bulgaria for the Thursday, and another 3,000 words to write on neo-liberal economics in Jamaica for the Friday. I took the week off work and totally immersed myself in the material. It was pretty hard work, but I enjoyed it in a funny way. It's fascinating stuff. Even though my head was wrecked and I wasn't getting enough decent food, enough human contact, or enough sleep, I still found it pretty interesting to read and write about these issues.

But more than once, I asked myself why I was bothering. What was I thinking, signing up for this kind of effort? The weather was beautiful that week (it probably looked far nicer from inside the library, of course), and I could have been sitting in a beer garden somewhere. So why do we put ourselves through this ordeal?

College - why bother?


A lot of people ask me about that too. Usually the questions are about what I can do with my qualification at the end of the day – what kind of job I’ll get, and whether I’ll follow up on my course. Sometimes there seems to be a presumption that the point of doing the course is to improve your own prospects. I’d be lying if I said that I had never considered that side of things, but there has to be more to it than that.

I am reminded of a friend of mine who spent some time studying in a college in Colombia, in South America. I was struck by something he once said to me. He told me that out of all of the Colombian students that he knew, every one of them wanted to use what they learned in college to improve their country. Their goal was to find some way to contribute to their society by applying their academic knowledge. This is pretty different to the situation in Ireland, where people generally seem to have a less altruistic approach to the university experience.

One problem I can see with the modern Ireland is a very individualistic culture. People seem to be less involved in community organisations and voluntary activities. It’s all tied up with consumerism – people’s aspirations are tied up with wealth, and property and car ownership, rather than taking an interest in their own society. I think that television compounds this problem by sucking up a lot of people’s time.

Ireland’s Celtic Tiger economy has meant a huge societal change, and Ireland is being held up as an example of successful development in the modern era. But not everybody agrees that it’s all good in 21st century Ireland. At the moment I’m reading a
critique of the Celtic Tiger
by one of my lecturers in DCU, Peadar Kirby. He identifies some of the negative aspects to the new society.

Homelessness in Dublin


Of course, if I ever get carried away with criticising the negative side of modern Ireland, there are plenty of people who will bring me back down to earth. Of course we shouldn't forget the huge problems of the 1980s – long-term unemployment, emigration etc. – which were improved by the economic growth of the 1990s. But it is important not to take everything for granted, and to keep a critical eye on the nature of Irish development.

Anyway, this is a very long-winded way of saying that in my studies, I hope to try and look towards the wider problems of society. Andrew Linklater, who is one of the major International Relations theorists, has identified the three main themes of the discipline as Power, Order, and Emancipation. In my studies so far my definite focus has been, and will be, on the third of these. As far as I can see, the world is a pretty unfair place. In doing this Masters, my hope is to try to start understanding how and why it is so unfair, and if possible, to try to identify some ways to try and address the imbalance. A tall order?? Nah… No bother…