Thursday, May 06, 2010

Getting One's Phl

So my arrival in Cebu was not terribly fortuitous. After about 20 hours in the air I finally arrived at Mactan International Airport, only to discover that my host believed I was arriving on May 5, and as such he was not at the airport to greet me.

He was also not at his house, though his neighbors all seemed to know him and I spent several hours sitting on my luggage and chatting with the hordes of children who hung around the coin-operated internet cafe at all hours of the night.

Eventually we did meet up and he showed me his house. It has the decaying, unkempt feel common to the long-term bachelor, but my room is comfortable enough, the neighborhood is very safe (it's near an army base) and the price was right.

Some quick observations:

- It is again very hot.

- Roosters are everywhere. And they crow all day long.

- the water has so much chlorine in the tap water there's a permanent smell of the swimming pool

- The basic layout of the Filipino street seems to be about the same as it was in Vietnam - narrow sidewalks and 'shops' which are basically converted garages. Npt nearly as much traffic though.

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Red Paprika

So now that I've been in the Communist world, the post-Communist world, and the Capitalist world, and the future Communist world (America) I feel like I can make some reasonable comparisons between them.

First of all, Oriental communism is completely different from European communism. Vietnamese communism was poverty, Cambodian communism was a terror, and Chinese communism was poverty and terror together. Nobody I met in any country would admit (at least openly) that they wanted the bad old days of forced enthusiasm and collectivized farms back.

in Eastern Europe, on the other hand, the older a person is the more likely they are to feel like abandoning Socialism was a bad idea. Part of this is nostalgia (things always seemed better when we were young etc.), some is simply practical, as pensions for the elderly have been significantly reduced by the governments and by inflation (the 'paper leprosy' in Hungary) since the Wall fell, and some is disgust at the materialism and corruption of the new economic order.

Hungary, remember, had (after the revolt of 1956) a system of 'Goulash Socialism' where the government provided abundant material comforts to the general population while only going after those political dissidents who actively sought to bring the state down. Not the old Stalinist 'If you're not with us you're against us' but rather 'If you're not against us you're with us'. One guy in his mid 40s told me "Everyone had enough to eat. Everybody had a job though you didn't have to work to hard, there were plenty of community groups so people always had something to do, what more do you want?".

in Prague I found a similar story. In the Castle District I saw an open-air display in honor of the 20th anniversary of the revolution which brought an end to the Communist government. It was mostly signboards with interviews of people who had participated in the protests, and from what I could tell most of them said that the whole thing was a mistake and should never have happened.

So far as I know Hungary is the only country that ever reverted to Communism after abandoning it once before (the Hungarian Soviet Republic only lasted from 1918 to 1919) so if they ever went Communist again it'd be some kind of record.

Monday, November 09, 2009

Bathtime in Budapest

For the last couple of weeks I've been suffering from a persistent cold and sore throat. Oddly, my efforts to nurse myself back to health by walking around in the cold and fog proved to be unsuccessful so I decided to head over to the Szechenyi Baths and 'take the waters'.

You see, Budapest is positively filled with the kind of Austro-Turkish baths fed by hot springs which were all the rage with European aristocrats around the turn of the 20th century.

Just my luck, one of them was holding a 'Climate Change Bath Party' with half-price admission, so I went. It was basically three open-air swimming pools - normal, warm, and 'sauna'/ The sauna was deadly hot; bathers are warned not to stay more than ten minutes in them for fear of burning their skin.

all in all it was a good time, even though I'm not a huge fan of swimming. It was also a little surreal to see people shivering in their bathing suits whenever they stepped out of the water.