Ryukyu Glass

Symbol of Resilience

When I was in Okinawa during a short disembarkation from the cruise ship, the only venue we had time to visit was the main shopping district and I refrained from purchasing anything.  However, I had read an informational sheet about Ryukyu Glass and was fascinated by the story.  The bombing of Okinawa during WWII had destroyed much of the island and in particular the infrastructure of the glass industry.  The citizens needed to find ways to support their economy and soon realized that the sailors tossed their Coke bottles into the ocean next to the docked ships and the surf brought the bottles to the shore.

The glass industry was reborn.  The bottles were pulverized and melted down and in the beginning, practical items were created such as glassware and medicine bottles.  From there, the craft kept evolving.  The craftsmen learned how to add color and refined their techniques by adding bubbles to the glass.  Sailors started to purchase the items to send home as gifts and when Okinawa was returned to Japanese rule in 1972, tourists from the mainland purchased the handcrafted glass as souvenirs.The largest glass factory is in Okinawa but a sister plant is located in Viet Nam.  After I returned home, I ordered one glass through Amazon and noticed that it was made in Viet Nam.  I am thrilled to own it because it is beautiful and represents the resourcefulness and resilience of the Okinawan people.

National Parks May 24-31, 2017

Antelope Canyon

A visit to Antelope Canyon in Page, Arizona was part of an 8-day bus trip through the major U.S. national parks that catered to Chinese tourists.  The bus had 55 seats and 52 were taken, so it was rather cramped and some parts of the drive were lengthy; we were not allowed to use the toilet on the bus and invariably arrived at the hotels after 8 p.m. so we could not enjoy hotel amenities such as the pool, gym, or onsite restaurants.

Nature made up for any inconvenience and Antelope Canyon turned us all into awestruck and appreciative photographers.  The beautiful underground canyons were formed by millions of years of rainwater erosion of Navajo sandstone.  It was easy to imagine the Indians chasing antelope into the canyons to trap their next meal.  Flash flooding has taken lives over the years and one of the worst instances occurred in 1997 when 12 hikers were trapped in rain water that was funneled into the canyon.  The flood waters rose to 11 feet in that particular part of the canyon and was started by a cloudburst that occurred 15 miles away.  A woman’s body was recovered and a guide survived but the other 10 hikers’ bodies were never found.  The guide had been bounced around the narrow canyon and was able to grab a ledge.  His shoes and all of his clothes had been ripped off his body by the force of the water.

I was thankful that steel ladders and stairs were installed to give us access to this wondrous place.  After I returned home, I learned that Peter Lik, an Australian born photographer who now resides in Las Vegas, sold a black and white print of a photo he took in the upper canyon of Antelope Canyon for $6.5 million!

Lower Antelope Canyon

 

Cruise to Alaska

MY ALASKAN CRUISE, September 15 through 23, 2012

9/15 Saturday.  Spent the night in Anchorage.

9/16 Sunday, went on the Anchorage City Trolley Tour.

I learned that the 1964 Alaska earthquake was a 9.4 and lasted almost five minutes.  (Internet sources say it was 9.2 and lasted 3-5 minutes.)  Anchorage suffered the most damage and loss of homes.  The Turnagain neighborhood there has been turned into Earthquake Park.

I saw this Wyland mural (“Alaska’s Marine Life”) painted in 1994 on 5th Avenue in Anchorage and felt like I recognized an old friend.  I often enjoy seeing a similar mural (“Life Size Blue Whales”) on Gower Street in Hollywood painted by Wyland.

The motor coach ride from Anchorage to Seward, where the Holland America Statendam was docked, took about three hours; I met a massage therapist from Mill Creek, Oregon (Wendy) on the bus and we shared a couple of meals together during the cruise.

In Seward, I would have liked to visit the Seward Museum, where there is a three-part video about Jujiro Wada, an adventurer, entrepreneur, and musher who helped define the Iditarod Trail and attract miners to Fairbanks.  (William H. Seward was the man who made the purchase of Alaska possible for two cents an acre, and many streets and landmarks are named after him.)

We were at sea on September 17 and 18.  Our cruise departure was delayed by 10 hours because of stormy weather in Glacier Bay.  Many of us were seasick because of the uncomfortable pitching of the ship.

 

I was determined to offset the high calorie meals by walking around the deck, but someone called me in on the first night because it was too windy and dangerous to be outside.  I saw two glaciers while in Glacier Bay National Park.

On the ship, a Tlingit Native gave an informative lecture about ancestry and stories depicted on totem poles.

Our first port was Haines, Alaska, and I enjoyed a self-guided tour to find ten totem poles around the city.  The only one I did not visit was one that had been moved to a family owned location about 10 miles away.

9/20 Thursday.  In Juneau, I took a shuttle bus to the Mendenhall Glacier Visitor Center and followed the Nugget Falls Trail to get close enough to touch the falls and take a photo of the glacier.  It was the highlight of my trip.

In the city museum in Juneau, I learned about Lee Hing, fondly nicknamed “China Joe” by the local miners.  Hing owned and operated a restaurant in Fort Wrangell and moved to Cassiar in Canada after gold was discovered in 1872.  The winter in Cassiar was bad that year and shippers could not get supplies to the camp.  Two men wanted to buy all of Hing’s supplies in order to resell them to the miners at exorbitant prices.  Hing refused to sell but instead called a meeting and divided his provisions among all the men, including the men who were pressuring him to sell to them.  The miners never forgot how China Joe had saved them from starvation.

The boomtown at Juneau took Lee Hing and his friends there in 1881.  By 1886, a bad economy moved disgruntled white workers to charter a schooner to take the Chinese immigrants to Juneau’s Treadwell gold mines to work as cheap laborers.  The Chinese were told not to return.  Upon hearing that there was one Chinese man left in Juneau, a mob assembled to take Lee Hing to the ship.  A friend came out of the back and addressed the mob, telling them of Hing’s kindness and generosity and how he had saved many miners from starvation.  Other men came out of doorways and behind trees with guns drawn, ready to give up their lives for their friend.  Lee Hing was allowed to stay, the only Chinese man in Juneau for 20 years.  When he died, it was said that he was “the only man in Alaska without an enemy.”

9/21 Friday.  When I disembarked in Ketchikan, it was clear and beautiful but within the hour, it was cloudy.

I went on the Amphibious Duck Tour.  Interesting facts:

The Ketchikan Tunnel is one you can drive around, through, and over.

Burger King closed after only a year because even though the restaurant was located close to a high school and shopping center, they had not factored in the wind.  It could blow 35-70 miles an hour.  With all the wind howling in the background, the orders were not clear.  Once customers drove to the window to pay, the money would often fly away in the wind!  Ketchikan gets 332 days of rain a year; they close the schools when there is sunshine!

We saw a row of houses built on the third level – the occupants have to climb 200 steps every day to get to and from home, so they are in good shape.  Our tour guide said the owner would only forget his keys once!

I visited the library, a small history museum next to the library, and then walked around Creek Street, formerly the red light district.  I ordered beer battered halibut and clam chowder at a restaurant called Annabelle’s – delicious!

It was formal night on the ship so I enjoyed steak and lobster and baked Alaska for dessert.  I sat with Kat and Wesley from Lubbock, Texas, Claire and Bemma from Anchorage, and Brenda from Arizona, all good company.

9/22 Saturday.  The chefs had prepared a dessert extravaganza for us complete with ice sculptures.

9/23 Sunday.  Vancouver, B.C.

Went on a bus excursion and drove through Chinatown (one-third of the population is Chinese), then drove through Stanley Park, a wonderful place for bike riding, family gatherings, and community festivities.

Totem poles in Stanley Park.

Our tour guide ended the tour by telling us about a Chinese proverb:

“Before you try and change the world, let the world change you.”

I met some awesome people on the cruise, ate well, and didn’t pay to see eagles or orcas since eagles could easily be recognized by white spots in trees and two baby orcas swam right next to our ship.  Salmon too were spawning, and I am glad I didn’t see any bears up close!

These are my memories of a fantastic trip…

Sally Yamada

September 27, 2012