Showing posts with label day tour. Show all posts
Showing posts with label day tour. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Lock It All Up and Collect the Toll

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Finding the public transportation here to be lacking, we acquiesced by going to a travel agency to book a day tour to the Canal Zone and popular park. We met Oscar our guide and driver at the travel agent’s at 8:30 am. Oscar was a roly-poly jolly fellow who had excellent English as well as a delightful sense of humor. 

Oscar also had a booming voice. His last clients must have been from the deaf community. If I were running alongside the car, I would hear Oscar in through the exertion and as the wind was blowing past my ears. Before this became evident, Ron sat in the front seat. This was fortunate as Ron sometimes has trouble hearing others at times and me most of the time. When we made our first stop, Ron warned me we would take turns in the front seat. Oscar could be heard if you were wearing earplugs and were 30 feet underwater.

Our first stop was Miraflores, where the Panama Canal has the first major set of locks with viewing stations. Entrance for just the observation tower was $5 for me and $2.50 for Ron. We opted out of the museum and 3D movie. We had Oscar for questions, but he was a willing historian before we had a chance to start asking questions. If we ever covered the canal in history classes, I have significantly little memory of it. Finding that the French started the project was new information for me. I had no idea. They lost 22,000 men to diseases, while trying to create the canal as a straight shot through the country. It was only after this that the US became involved in 1904 to build it as it is today.

The length of the canal is 48 miles or 77.1 km running from the Atlantic, via the Caribbean Sea to the Pacific Ocean. The locks lift the ships up 85 feet or 26 meter above sea level to put it into Lake Gatun, an artificially made lake with fresh water. The lake is filled with rainwater.  Currently, the locks are 110 feet wide or 33.5 meter. There are two lanes for ships to traverse in either directions at the same time. Ships going through now can carry up to 3,000 containers of cargo. The toll for using the canal runs from $250,000 to over a million dollars. 

Cruise ships get priority as they use the locks with greater frequency. There is a priority system based on usage, so remember if you want to take your yacht through, it is essential to book a slot well ahead. Get that checkbook fattened up. Before a ship starts to enter the canal, only a Panamanian crew with captain can operate the ship. Panama takes full responsibility for the safety of the ship while in the canal. When I get my photos up, you can see strange silver metal machines that run on tracks. Once a ship enters the canal, it is tethered to these machines in four points, two in each side. These machines assure that the ship does not hit either side of the canal causing damage to the canal, the ship, or the cargo. From start to finish, it takes 8-10 hours, depending on the size of the ship. Here is an appropriate palindrome: A man, a plan, a canal: Panama!

Our next stop was the Summit Botanical Gardens & Zoo. This place had two functions. One was to introduce foreign plants into Panama while at the same time housing animals that soldiers may encounter in the jungles; this was a way for them to identify the species. Oh, yes! This one can kill me. I shouldn’t try to pet it. Again, the LP book mislead us, perhaps due to the 3 year lag, but there was no tapir, few jaguars, and in the enormous harpy eagle compound, there was only one bird. She was a youngster. They live 60-70 years in nature and ten less in captivity. Oscar was with us the entire jaunt around the park pointing out the 37 different varieties of palm trees in the park, but even an experienced guide could not find a tapir. 

A sign on one cage stated in two languages, both of which I could read, stated that the zoo was for rescuing animals that have been pets or others that needed some medical care and rehabilitation. Oscar said that notion is old and no longer true. He has hopes it will be taken over by a private foundation to better serve the animals. When you look at my photos, you may notice blur marks. Most cages have two layers of fencing, when one would seem plausible.

Our final stop for the day was to be Parque Nacional Soberania. Said to be one of the most accessible rainforests, it spans from Limón on Lago Gatún to beyond Paraíso. After spending hours in the heat, with temperatures ranging in the high 80s and humidity running around 90%, Ron suggested to Oscar that we don’t do an overly energetic walking trail, but a mild one would be fine. Oscar A.) misunderstood (doubtful), B.) felt protective of us after taking inventory of our weariness (possible), or C.) wanted to get home fast and early for a siesta (probable).

He took us to a short trail that led to a waterfall. Along the trail, not much more than a path, we passed a wooden bridge that had been washed out by rain produced flooding, causing it to collapse. A short distance later, we reached the waterfall Oscar wanted us to see. Honestly, our rain shower faucet head in our Budapest bathroom has more power than this waterfall. I could pour a bottle of sparkling water with more gusto. Come to think of it, I personally have had greater gushers than this. Yet, for the umpteenth time, Oscar asked if we were enjoying ourselves. It would be lie to say no. His humor and volunteering the answers to so many of our questions before we had the opportunity to ask them, made the time with him enjoyable. The cynic in me knew these enjoyment questions were related to the tip at the end. 

During our ride, I mentioned to Oscar how appalled I was at the prices of groceries at the supermarket. He explained that there are not many local markets where people sell their goods. The one that does exist in the capital is the only ‘farmer’s market’ that he knows about. However, from where we are staying, it would cost us a taxi fare or hours on the bus to get to it. It is not central and there are no direct bus routes. 

Supermarkets are for those who don’t have a car or who don’t want to or don’t have the time to take buses to get to this farmer’s market. This is a major cultural difference I didn’t expect, but we heard it is different in the smaller cities. Oscar did stop at a fruit and vegetable store run by an older Asian couple. It was about 30 minutes from the city with no bus stops anywhere close. We bought enough fresh fruit and veggies for a few days and paid $12 for the lot. At the supermarket, this would have paid for 3 heads of Iceberg lettuce.

Returning home, the skies opened with the torrential rains once again. Oscar was kind enough to drop us off right at our door. Thinking the $220 fee for his services should cover the day, which really ended 2 hours shorter than anticipated, I chalked it up to our less than enthusiastic desire to hike the trails in the park. Oscar did get a Christmas tip. We did have a good time and he will go on my recommendation list.

After a short break, we went walking the neighborhood in a different direction. Oscar had said there were a number of restaurants on a street that starts one block from us. After recommending a particular restaurant, three minutes after we were out of the car, we had forgotten it. We walked the mile long length of the street checking each eatery, but nothing rang a bell. I have Oscar’s e-mail. Maybe I will drop him a line.
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Thursday, January 15, 2009

Mount Field With Devilmania

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Another day with Charlene to look forward to, today we were going to Mt. Field. First things, first though, breakfast were more mouth watering pancakes with whipped cream and maple syrup. When Charlene came to get us, she said she had a total of six for today. This was really a relief since we felt we had to talk all day since we were the only two on the tour yesterday. With Britney with her, her daughter, it broke up the monotony. She picked up an Aussie couple from Sydney, a South Korean, and a Brazilian along the way.

On the way, we stopped at a little town for a coffee and bathroom break. Mt. Field is a national park with wildlife and millions of trees. There are a number of walking trails, each marked with the amount of time it would take to go from the car park to the destination. Charlene was returning for us in close to three hours, so it limited how many trails we could do to return in time. We went to the Russel Falls first. It was a small falls, but pretty nevertheless. After seeing Niagara, Victoria, and Iguassu falls, anything smaller is just not an incredible site.

From there we took the trail to the big trees. We walked quite a distance, but we were uncertain if big trees referred to height or width. Thinking in terms of California's big trees, we never came across anything like it. What we did see were tall trees and what I read later was that they are the world's tallest flowering tree, part of the gum family. I kept having the feeling that dinosaurs were going to come out of the trees at any minute. The wooded area was so lush, it felt like Jurassic park. You can go through at night too, but I think that would be too creepy. Along the way, a man was standing on the trail looking into the woods, but not moving. As we closed in on him, he pointed to a wallaby eating. It is the only one we saw, but the others say they say five or six along the trails.

After we all met up again, Charlene took us on a ride to the top of the mountain. As we drove, you could see the foliage change from tropical and lush to more desert type shrub foliage. The air increasingly became colder and the wind was really whipping around. We all donned our jackets when reaching the peak. At the top is a pristine lake, but I stayed by the van for warmth. I could see it just fine from the top and did not need to stretch my legs any further to have a closer look. Driving up and back is risky business, since they had snow up there just two weeks ago and the narrow road is a two way lane. On the way back, I sat up front with Charlene for more leg room, but sitting on the left front side, makes me feel like I have to assist in driving.

On the way back to Hobart, we stopped at another fruit stand. This one had Bing cherries the size of small apricots. They were the sweetest, juiciest cherries I have ever had. They also sell nectarines and apricots, but were out of both.

Charlene found lots of things to talk to the other Aussies about, and the woman kept saying “yea, yea” to everything she heard. It was quite funny for awhile, then became annoying after forty-five minutes. We were the last to go at the end of the trip and told Charlene to say hello to Britney for us and we would recommend her to others. I was so glad she had more people today, being a single parent trying to get a business off of the ground. She has to compete with Grayline Tours.

After a rest and a nap, we went to the New Sydney Hotel again for dinner. I had the scallops, because after trying one of Ron's last night, I knew I had to have them before leaving this country. Dinner was great for the third night in a row.

We walked across town so we would have room for dessert at the 24 Hour Salamanca Bakery. I had to try their caramel cheesecake. Heavenly!

Tomorrow, we are out of here and back to Adelaide once again.

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Friday, January 02, 2009

A Great Day Out and About - Sydney

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Standing outside the Marriott, we waited for our bus to pick us up for our day tour. It was due at 7:30, but by 7:50, it had not arrived, so we called the 24 hour number. They did not forget us, they were on their way. Indeed they were, but we were told we would transfer to another bus.

At the Greyline depot, we had to get the bus at slot 5. Our driver was Angelo and we were a combined group from our tour company and Greyline. We did something correct for once, the tour we booked was identical to the Greyline Silver Premium, but we paid $25.00 less for each of our tickets. We paid 127.00 Aus each.

Angelo, the tour guide and driver, started speaking as soon as we hit the road, barely stopping the entire day. When we were not interested in his information, we just read or fell asleep. Our first stop was the Wildlife Center, which for me was the highlight of the trip. Angelo had arranged for all of our tickets ahead of time, so we never had to stand in long lines to collect them. Inside the park, kangaroos and wallabies abound in a gated area where we were free to go. Ice cream sugar cones are provided which you fill with food provided and then find yourself a hungry kangaroo or wallaby to feed. Once they are smitten with you, you can pet them to your heart's content. When they are tired of us, there is a kangaroo refuge area, where they can go to get away from people. Some of the critters hopped off and hopped over the fence to relax from the human attention. With so many animals, there are plenty more to lavish with attention.

We filled our hoppy furry animal needs and then hopped on over ourselves to the koala area, before the mobs arrived. There are over two dozen koalas that take turns posing for pictures with their admirers. I caught a few of cuties sleeping off their eucalyptus leaves in limbs in trees. Some we were able to watch snacking away. Three koalas are gracious enough to take time out of their sleeping schedules to pose for pictures, so we stood in line to scratch and say cheese with a bundle of hug ability. They really are as precious at they appear in pictures; I only wish I could say the same for me.

After the koalas, we checked out the wombats, are really ridiculous name for a short, fat, furry, rather adorable creature. The birds and other creatures around were enough to stay amused and entertained for a full day or at least a good half day, but we only had an hour and a half to fill our voids.

Next on the agenda was the high country experience, where we traveled through the highland town of Katoomba as we drove on the scenic Cliff Drive coming from Narrow Neck Point. We took a short ride on the world's steepest railroad. Once at the bottom of the ride, we took a walk through the rain forest of the area, all within an old abandoned coal mine. It was sold to a man and his sister who have turned it into private tourist attraction, but the views are fabulous. You are able to see the three sisters, three rock formations that stand side by side. At the end of our walk through the forest, we boarded a cable car for the ride back to the top, where lunch was provided. We went to a café where choices were panini sandwiches or wraps. Surprisingly delicious and filling, we then headed back to the bus for another drive through the Blue Mountains that incorporates over 248,000 hectares of deep valleys that are compared to the Grand Canyon, narrow canyons, rainforests, rugged sandstone, and craggy cliffs formed by extinct volcanoes. We followed the Great Western Highway going through Blackheath and Mt. Victoria.

All of the driving time, Angelo gave commentary. I mentioned to Ron it was like being with a friend who was so excited, he could not hold back on any information. As we passed through one town, he told us about the style of houses, mentioning one was used for the private practices of two female general practitioners giving their names, like it meant something to us. It was reminiscent of visiting my grandmother in Michigan as a young adult when she would point out the homes of relatives or friends of the family that were of no interest or even known by me. The last interesting area where we all paid attention was the Sydney Olympic grounds where Angelo pointed out all of the venues that were held in each area, covering a good deal of territory as they are not all in one area.

The end of the trip included a ferry ride back to Sydney proper, where the bus dropped us off. Our tickets were included. We were supposed to conclude the tour by 5:15, but Angelo did not get us back until 6:00, but waiting for the ferry and the ride home stretched it out to us getting back to the hotel by 7:45.

Even with my laps in consciousness brought on the rocking bus, this was a great tour, but it is wisest and cheapest to book it through Great Sights Sydney Day Tours at 1-300-850-850 or through the Tourism office.

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