Keith Kellett
Retired; lots of leisure time to travel, write and take pictures and video
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Keith Kellett writes about, and photographs food and drink, beer, old cars, railways, beer, steam engines, historical re-enactments, bygones, beer, gardens, travel, beer and brewing, nature and the outdoors and beer. Sometimes, he gets published; sometimes, he even gets paid! He operates a blog (http://travelrat.wordpress.com) and is presently trying to get his head around video and podcasting.
La Alberca is the best-known town in this area, and the first of Spain’s country villages to be granted the status of a National Historical Monument. We usually made time to explore the narrow streets of La Alberca, and marvel at how modern things like TV aerials, satellite dishes, tourists and cars could be … absorbed! While at the museum, don’t forget the outside, for the view of the red-tiled roofs, with the TV mast topped mountain Peña de Francia in the distance, is definitely one for the camera. We found the bodega, like La Alberca itself, nearly a little too good to be true; almost a caricature of everyone’s idea of a ‘typical Spanish bar’.
I will resist temptation to put up a picture of the Terra Cotta Warriors. Instead, I will attempt to show you there’s much more to Xi’an. Here’s the Wild Goose Pagoda and the city walls. We’ll stay in China and post a picture of the Xiling Gorge, through which runs the Dragon Stream, a tributary of the Yangtze.
That’s why I don’t have a beard … I’d like one, but don’t want to go through the months of ‘scruffy’ stage. In my day, the length of hair was strictly regulated by the Station Warrant Officer … a gentleman junior in rank to every officer on the station, but, in authority, second only to the Station Commander. (I never used it: with a stroke of PR genius, my hairdressing of choice described it, and other similar products as ‘greasy kids’ stuff’!) So, I popped into a randomly-selected hairdresser, and was surprised to see Costas, who had been my regular barber when I lived in Cyprus twenty years before.
Where anyone else would make mud bricks to build their houses, or quarry blocks of stone and take them away to build a city, the Nabataeans simply dug out caves in the soft sandstone of a narrow canyon. Sandstone is a reddish colour, which shines brightly in the sun, causing poet Dean Burgon to describe Petra as a ‘Rose Red city, half as old as time The lady presented the Prince with a covered dish, in which he found a dagger, which probably gave his security people a bad moment. Prince Hassan realised then how much the lady loved her home in the cave, so he told the authorities they must allow her to remain as long as she wished, and she stayed there until she died.