Friday, April 17, 2009

Cathouse Update - Goodbyes

VB hasn't done an update on the cat situation here at the house for quite some time. She had planned on doing one last fall, but never got around to it. And, as time goes on, we have new arrivals, and more departures in the community. Currently at least four females have had kittens, all of which are still less than a month old. We won't be seeing them around for awhile, and in a couple of cases, possibly never. Two females bring the kittens to our house when they're old enough, the others either desert them, or hide them away, eventually leaving them to fend for themselves.

We had quite a few new visitors once the garbage bin, at the corner was removed too. That seemed to be a great meeting place for all the neighborhood felines. But, there must have been complaints about it. So now, we are relegated to garbage on the street corners, literally strewn about, and garbage scattered here and there. Some residents, pile anything they want up in front of their villas, thinking they have some sort of special immunity. Not so nice, especially when VB looks out her apartment window, and sees a huge pile of trash in front of a villa with a brand spanking new private swimming pool, and resurfaced garden. If you can afford all that, then you can either pick that shit up yourself, or pay someone to do it for you!

Then we have our losses. Unfortunately, we've lost some cats this past year. VB will profile a few families, so some of the losses will come later. For now, a few cats you've seen before.


(Below): This cute female has not been seen since VB's return in mid-January. She was a garbage bin girl, who ended up eating with us and her friends, last summer / early fall. We used to refer to her as "Dirty Nose," even after we discovered it was not dirt.



(Below): We named him "Eddie Munster". He's the son of "Mean Mama" and was born last spring. He was around for several months, before VB's fall trip, late October. He has not been here since her return in mid-January.



(Below): The cat with the black nose is a female. She hasn't been seen for about three weeks now. She just disappeared. She was tight with the "Blue and Green Eyed Cat", and all the other gold and white cats.(More on her later.)


(Below): "Jacques", our next door neighbor. He was a pet, who was allowed outside. He visited regularly when we grilled out. We would often see him sitting next to his boab. VB once thought he was a female. When VB returned from her summer trip to the States in late September, the boab, who speaks little English indicated that Jacques had come home, the boab put his hands palms together and leaned head over, then spread his arms out slowly like a wave, and said, "halas."




(Below): "The Golden Boy". He's the first cat VB ever fed. She gave him her left over dog food, after Doggie #2 passed away. He was just a kitten, but unfortunately, his secret hiding and eating place didn't last long. Still, it took five months before he moved on. Again, he disappeared when VB was back in the States. VB does have (semi) reliable people feeding the cats for her, but they are semi, and that's it. If you want something done right, do it yourself. That's a bit impossible when your thousands of miles away. He left December 2007, and VB thought he was dead. Last October VB spotted a cat, hiding behind the garbage across the street, watching her as she came and went. A day or so later he waited, and when VB spotted him again, she stopped in the walkway, and he approached. He sat up straight right in front of VB, as though he remembered her. She compared this new photo with old ones for markings. Apparently he was still alive, and had just decided to move on. Here he is, as of last October. He hasn't been seen since.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Funkengroovin Wednesday - To City Stars (and Airport)

This is the last day of Number One Son's visit. For some unknown reason, he just really wanted to go to City Stars Center. Possibly to bring back memories of the Abu Dhabi malls? They all look alike, and VB hates malls, herself. It was more of a last minute gift buying session than anything else. Who knows, but on his last day we made a mad dash to the mall. These photos were taken on the way to and from Stars City Center.

(Below): A Bus on the side of the road. Dead? Hard to tell.

(Below): We think this is an old ambulance.

(Below): Broke down. Helping one another out.

(Below): Trailing a blue Beetle.

(Below): A parked white Beetle. Someone sure does like the Nike symbol. (You might need to enlarge the photo to see it better.)

(Below): A two-toned Vanagon.

(Below): As we go up a bridge to our connecting road, a two-toned Beetle sits below.

(Below): Who's passing who?

(Below): Another blue Beetle on the highway.

(Below): And yet, another blue Beetle parked along the highway. (Yes. People park on the highway here.)

(Below): Passing a parked Vanagon.

(Below): On the way to the airport at 2:30 AM we saw an accident on the other side of the road. The ambulance is a new VW T5. It's exactly the same as one VB saw on the way to the mall earlier that day. It was parked in front of a fire station, but VB couldn't catch a photo of quick enough. Stay tuned. She caught one on a later date.

This video is for both the kids. We all discovered this song watching "Lost" together. Make Your Own Kind of Music ( Mama Cass Elliott )


Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Funkengroovin - News

What can you buy in Egypt, that you can't in the U.S?

Wheels: America Won’t Get VW Scirocco
"The Volkswagen Scirocco, a sporty coupe that’s been a huge hit in Europe, won’t be coming to America in the foreseeable future, said Klaus Bischoff, VW’s head of design."

(Below): The new Scirocco. Photos taken at the local VW dealer in Maadi, Cairo, Egypt.






TeeVee:

Currently on here in Egypt, and anywhere Discovery is available via Orbit, Discovery Channel's latest segment of Overhaulin has: "That`s All, Volks!
Like all VW fanatics, Hot Dog Fred has nothing but love for his old Microbus. But after Chip and the team work their magic, he may fall in love all over again.
Ara subtitles (R1) "

These are repeated throughout the week, and it's best to consult the Orbit schedule for times in your area.



NEWS:


New Zealand: 'Veedub' fans take the cruise

The Cost of Going Electric
"A St Petersburg, Florida company -- Rebirth Auto, LLC -- is advertising on EBay a kit that will allow you, with some labor and a few bars of angle iron for the battery racks, to convert the original VW 'Beetle' into an electric car...."

Randy Kraniak revels in his propane-powered antique cars
"On his property, behind Kraniak’s house, there is a playground of sorts that seems to not only fit his sensibilities, but his 10-year-old son Walker’s as well. In the yard you can see a 1967 red Cadillac convertible, outfitted to run on propane, or even a 1974 VW bug with an extended dash, red, and also outfitted for propane."

from VW Trends
Black Gold, Texas Tea: Synthetic Oils and What You Need to Know; Slow Lane: Taking Life Easy in a '58 Vert';
What Kind of Engine Can You Really Afford?

A century of people's cars

Five Guilty-Pleasure Cars That Are More Fun To Drive Than You’d Expect
"VW Beetle: Forget the New Beetle, I’m talking about the original people’s car. It’s slow, its weight balance is all wrong, and it sounds like a blender full of clam shells, but driving a Beetle is fun–certainly way more fun than it should be."

Frank's bus goes to a good home; its first (4/9/09)
"My VW bus is headed back to Germany. I said goodbye yesterday in the parking lot of South Coast Plaza, where I met with the German couple who'd paid an ungodly sum for this thing I rescued it nearly a decade ago from an alley in Lompoc for $500."

Nickelodeon Theatre founder delivers a touching tale in new book
"Part homespun diary, part travelogue and part history lesson, “Letters to Zerky,” is a fascinating, lighthearted and touching tale. In 1967 Bill Raney, local resident and founder of downtown Santa Cruz’s venerable Nickelodeon Theatre, undertook an adventure of behemoth proportions. Along with his wife JoAnne and their infant son, Eric Xerxes (thus the nickname Zerky), Raney set out from San Francisco on the ultimate road trip—across Europe, the Middle East and Asia—in a Volkswagen bus. The trio bravely crossed mountains, deserts and oceans, and the couple captured their harrowing experiences in a series of letters written to their young son, so that he could later relive the around the world adventure that he was then too young to contemplate.

Tragically, Zerky died only a few years after returning from the trip and the letters became “lost”—stored away at the Raney residence for more than 30 years."

Every day he gets to use his 'Magic Bus'
"Over the past eight years or so, this column has featured modes of transportation ranging from a 1969 Jaguar XKE convertible to a 1948 Buick roadster to a horse called Popeye. This week, I landed my first Volkswagen bus. Finally."

Bristol couple start VW camper van wedding hire business

COFFEE WITH: Part of history
"South Burnaby resident Gregg Harris doesn’t have any trouble remembering where he was on July 20, 1969.

He and his wife Barbara were in Uganda in Murchison Falls National Park, living out of their Volkswagen camper van during a two-year trek around the world."

PHOTO: VW Celebrates 30 Years Of Transporter
"The T3 Volkswagen Transporter is celebrating its 30 th birthday this year. At the world`s biggest showroom of classic cars, “Techno Classic”, which is held in Essen from April 2 until 5, Volkswagen`s stand will entirely be dedicated to the T3 transporter."
Photogallery here .

Is that patchouli burning in my bug’s engine?

Volkswagen California road test
"The California is the modern incarnation of the classic VW camper. "


General Auto News of Interest:
Chrysler includes Fiat 500 in New York auto show debut

The surf set gets a new ride
"The silver cocoons of summer could be targeting a new market. Airstream Trailers, noted furniture designer Republic of Fritz Hansen and Mini, an arm of BMW, are teaming up to build a special trailer/car combo that could have the designer cognoscenti making reservations at the nearest campground.

The project will make its debut at the upcoming Salone del Mobile show in Milan, Italy, and will run from April 21 to April 30 .

It combines three icons of style, the new Mini Cooper Clubman S, a smaller version of an Airstream trailer and the trailer's interior design ..."

Help Fill The Autopia Fantasy Garage
"You knew it would happen - someone has turned the age-old parlor game of picking your money-no-object fantasy cars into a Facebook app. It's always fun to fantasize about the fleet you might assemble if you win the Lotto or hit a jackpot in Vegas, but too often the lists are a bit, well, predictable.
Consider the "Cars I Want In My Garage" app that LivingSocial put together for Facebook. Lots of Ferraris, Porsches, the occasional Bugatti Veyron or McLaren F1. Nice cars, those, but no real surprises. And it isn't like LivingSocial knows cars and we don't. We see this as a challenge.
So, with no further ado, we're filling the Autopia Fantasy Garage with five eco-conscious cars and inviting you to play along."
Go to the link to submit your photos, as well.

And the World Car of the Year Is...
"The sixth-generation Volkswagen Golf edged out two other fuel efficient cars to be named World Car of the Year, while the Honda Clarity FCX hydrogen fuel cell vehicle and Nissan GT-R were named the cleanest and meanest cars on the planet."









Monday, April 13, 2009

TGIF - It's Thursday

VB is still in the process of processing Number One Son's visit to Egypt. He wanted to eat somewhere on the Nile. VB and The Boss Man had a not so good experience at TGIF the last time we visited. The service was horrible. It was one of those situations where people who were seated after you, got served first; where one of you got your dinner, while the other was expected to wait, and wait, and wait; and then, it was delivered cold. Needless to say, we were not interested in another visit, but due to time constraints, we decided to give it another go. We sat outside this time. The weather was a bit on the cool side as the sun set. VB also found out that they do not serve glasses of wine, which she thought they did in the past. (She's not sure, since she's not a regular patron.) The Boss Man is cool with that, since someone needs to direct him home (he has no sense of direction.)

Will we visit TGIF again? VB prefers the Fish Market a few doors down. The service at TGIF was okay this past visit, and the food is mediocre. Yes, it's an American chain, but who cares. And we don't eat there when we're in the States, so.... The answer is probably not, unless the kinder choose to. The view is good, but that's about it.

(Below): Along the Nile Corniche, a tan Beetle passes us.


(Below): A felluca at sunset.


(Below): Boats on the Nile. (Really - VB doesn't think a description is needed here.)


(Below): A closer look at one of the fellucas.


(Below): The bug zapper under which we sat.



Sunday, April 12, 2009

"How's Your Buss?"

Yesterday The Boss Man and VB had some quick running around to do. The Apple TV was getting very moody. It was freezing, or not responding, and when it did work, it saturated the screen with neon colored pixels. So The Boss Man needed to run to Radio Shack, as he decided to rewire the whole system. VB needed to run to the pharmacy, and grocery store. We agreed Road 9 was where this errand run would take place. We drove, luckily found a parking spot, split up, and agreed to meet back at the car.

VB gets to the grocers (Metro), can't find her milk, and the veges she needs look so bad she doesn't dare touch them. So she runs to another shop, and reluctantly decides to get her vegetables at the stand next to The Mermaid Restaurant. One young man who works there is a creep. He's always trying to sex things up. VB thinks auhgal may have referenced him once in her posts.


While the young man is wrapping up her lettuce,

he says, "How's your buss?"

VB, "What?" (Did I hear that right?)

"How's your buss?"

VB, "What?" (Yeah, there's no "p" in Arabic, so....)

"How's your buss?"

VB (trying to act totally confused), "I'm sorry, I don't understand." (Thinking, if you are in any way shape and form referring to my vagina...!)

"You husband, the buss."

VB, "Ohhh, my husband. He's fine. That's good. That's a real good one." (You fucking little shit.)

VB pays, takes her veges and leaves.

Why was he asking about my buss? Could it be because of a play that was put on here in Cairo called The Bussy Chronicles? There's absolutely no way he knows about The Boss Man.

For sure, that's the last damn time VB visits this shop, without The Boss Man, who seemed to have a fit of laughter over it. VB will just have him walk in and announce that he's The Buss Man!

Now, just as an aside, how did The Buss / Boss Man get his name?

When we were living in Abu Dhabi, there was a Yemeni carpet salesman, Abdul, who visited us quite regularly. He did business with many of our middle eastern neighbors, selling carpets from the back of his old station wagon. At first VB refused to allow him to come into the villa without the presence of The Boss Man. She didn't know him from Adam. As he got to know us, and vice versa, he became a regular visitor. He stopped by on 9-12-2001, and watched TV with us that evening.VB was supposed to teach him backgammon, and in return, he would escort her to Yemen, without the kidnapping part.

One night he stops by, and brings in a carpet he knows VB will definitely like. The caretaker, Siddi (or as the Brits refer to them "Houseboy") was around. Siddi worked American hours, 8:00 AM - 4:00 PM, even though he lived with us. VB's got to have some privacy, and Siddi's got to have a life too. Siddi was a nosey little fuck, but that was a good thing...sometimes. He and his buddies knew everything about everyone in the neighborhood. All VB had to do was ask, and it was like hearing a gossip columnist with a Hindu accent. This time he brings Abdul in to the house, as if.... VB looks at the carpet, and says, "I can't buy this right now. I want J (I say his name, IE my husband) to check it out too." Siddi chimes in, "Boss Man not here. Madame no can buy carpet with no Boss Man."

VB tries to explain, "No. I can buy it if I want to. I would just like J to be here to look at it, before I decide."

Siddi: At this point, tickled pink, giggling. He's not only being super nosy, he's getting my goat: "Boss Man not here. Madam no can buy carpet with no Boss Man."

Abdul: "Oh, so J is The Boss Man."

VB just decides to give up before she either breaks out in to an hysterical howl, or strangles both the little scamps.

So, in deference to my husband's totally awesome ability to control everything (except Siddi), even when he's not only not in town, not in the country, not even on the same continent, VB decided to refer to him as "The Boss Man." Not just any boss man, but "The Boss Man."

What about the Apple TV? The Boss Man got the Apple TV working again. It's just as great as it was before. VB and The Boss Man love Apple TV.

To the little gigolo on Road 9: "The Buss Man is doing quite well, thank you very much."

And now the question that comes to mind is: Should The Boss Man's name be changed to The Buss Man?

Oh, BTW, Happy Easter to all you Westerners. We celebrate next Sunday.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Funkengroovin - City of the Dead

Anyone who reads this blog, knows that VB doesn't go anywhere without taking road pictures, or as many photos of VWs as possible. VB has been playing with her new iPhoto '09, and hopes the photos look a bit more real. Getting all involved in a new program, whether it be photo, or what not, is like being hypnotized. It really mesmerizes you, and takes over your life (eyes be damned!)

It's difficult to take photos in a car to begin with, and much more so in a moving vehicle, especially when the object is also in motion. The windows either have glare or block out UV rays, making the photos appear to be drenched in colorlessness, i.e. they look pretty washed out. VB has tried to boost the color, among other things, but hopes she's getting a bit better. Not sure. She would prefer not to tamper with the photos at all, believing they should be produced with minimal, if any, doctoring. Suffice to say, VB has fallen for the allure. Being intimidated by all the fancy colors, and whatchamacallits by people with Photoshop (on flickr) VB has just fallen under the spell. When it comes down to it, unless it can't be done, VB would prefer to still have a natural look to her photos. Feel free to express your opinion.

Here's what we saw to and from The City of the Dead.

(Below): Where the hell are we?



(Below): Bus taxis



(Below): Bus taxi at a bus stop. Check out those wheels!


(Below): White Beetle



Below: Number One Son's photo of the herd that blocked our path. This shepherd said we could not pass into The City of the Dead from this road, as he could not get his sheep to move. He also said we could not take pictures of his animals. Too late!


(Below): On the way back home. Yes, and he has a smile on his face. All VW Beetle owners have this smile. It's almost like being high, without drugs. You know that if you die in this car, it will be one damn happy trip!


(Below): An old SLR photo that we had digitized. VB was going through some of the old SLR pics and found this odd photo of our Beetle. She tweaked it with iPhoto '09.



VB is working to get some news tidbits together for everyone. Later with that - certainly a separate post.




I Put A Spell On You - Creedence Clearwater Revival

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Tombs Of Mohammad Ali's Family - Up On The Roof

After visiting the rooms where most of the shrines are located, we go up on to the roof. It's pretty awesome, and VB is scared of heights! But, she was able to deal with this, up to a point. It reminds VB of Greece, where everywhere you turn around, some new relic is revealed. And, from what VB has heard, there's plenty to see in The City of the Dead. Since VB has done some family genealogy, she has a fascination with (and slept in one) cemeteries, but these have to be the most extravagant she has seen, so far.


When we got up on the roof, our guide took us across the (domed) walkway to the entrance (dome), pictured below. The entrance dome, seems to double as a mosque. Perhaps that's what it really was at one time. When we left several men could be seen praying to the side, with very limited space.

(Below): The covered walkway also has five domes and moons, though much, much smaller. Below right you can see an outdoor burial section.


Turn around and you can clearly see the five large domes. (Okay, so you can really only see four. But, you can see the five moons! Let's not get picky!)

(Below): And you can see a nearby mosque.


We took three cameras, so VB was able to get a close up shot of a dome and crescent moon.

After hanging out over the entrance area, we return to the roof area near the stairwell. This is when VB hits the limit of climbing. Number one Son, went up, between the five large domes and shot the photo below, of the City of the Dead, with The Citadel in the background. They are apparently repairing the silver dome on the Mosque of Mohammad Ali, at The Citadel. (This is where Mohammad Ali is himself buried.)


The small dome below holds the stairwell to the roof.


The tiny, steep, and claustrophobic inducing stairwell.


A few more shrines are located outside all drenched in sunlight (these are the ones from the rooftop photo.)


While we were outside, and below, some Italian girls were up on the roof, having their photo taken. Get a load of those wedges! (Their shoes, of course.)


Photo below by Number One Son, as they finish their pose and start their walk over the domes to the entry roof.


Number One Son, cracking-up, then comments, "Hope they had fun putting their faces in those moons. Do they know what's on them? I took a real cool close-up of bird shit on one of them!"

Thank you Number One Son - another incredible photo of ....


(Below): We leave.



Advice: If you get the chance to visit these tombs, you will most likely get rushed through the interior, and then taken up on the roof. The tours are provided by a couple of men (caretakers?), and they are very personal (geared for small groups as the spaces between the shrines is limited,) but rather hurried. VB's advice would be to ask if you can go back inside to spend some time actually soaking in all that is around you. It's truly amazing, and they don't really give you the chance to do so. It is Muslim (obviously), with shades of Medieval, and European influences. It's stunning. The shrines are clearly individual in nature, and VB did not feel she was granted the occasion to fully appreciate her surroundings. BTW, you must pay extra for your camera to visit. It costs 20 LE per person, without the camera charge. Like VB said in the previous post - this just makes her want to see more!

Friday, April 3, 2009

Tombs of Mohammad Ali's Family

Mohammad Ali had twenty wives, twentythree daughters, and seventeen sons (according to our tour guide). They are buried in tombs located in the City of the Dead. Number One Son and VB visited "The Tombs of Mohammad Ali's Family". Of all the places he has seen (Giza, Saqqara, The Citadel, The Cave Churches at Mokkatam, Alexandria) this was Number One Son's favorite by far. The tomb contains Mohhamad Ali's first and favorite wife, children, and grandchildren. Servants and other non-blood related individuals are also buried here. We were able to salvage some photos of our tour. Number One Son's photos are pretty damn good. VB's needed much tinkering, and are pretty damn grainy (noisy?) when enlarged. Remind VB not to play with the shutter, when she doesn't know WTF she's doing!

The differences between the various headstones is described below. In addition, the burials are below ground, with more shrines located outside. According to our guide, between the gravestones, below the ground, is a hallway with doors to access each chamber. Difficult to tell from walking around in the domed rooms, but visible on the exterior sites.

As much as she tried, VB could find very little in the guidebooks, or on the Internet to help jog her memory. There are so many tombstones and notes were not recorded, so VB's memory isn't very good on who exactly is buried where.
And even though some of the photos (particularly VB's when enlarged are crappy), they do give you a view of what you're missing. VB had planned on doing this the last time Number One Son visited, but we got a Christian driver. Needless to say, he was not so keen on doing what VB wanted, and we ended up at the Cave Churches at Mokkatam instead. Still, we finally got here, and VB wants to see more of The City of the Dead.

(Below from Number One Son): Under one of the domes. There are five domes.


(Below from Number One Son): A domed ceiling.


(Below from Number One Son): A shot of graves with headstones signifying adult sons.


(Below from Number One Son): The domed ceiling and chandelier above this set of graves.


(Below from VB): Close-up of the headstones. This one is wearing a crown indicating a married woman.


(Below from VB): A side view of the shrine.


(below from Number One Son): Another domed ceiling.



(Below from VB): A close-up view.


(Below from VB): Another room scene.



From Islamic Monuments in Cairo By Caroline Williams, Richard Bordeaux Parker, Robin Sabin, Jaroslaw Dobrowolski, Ola Seif.

"The cenotaphs are exuberantly carved with flowers, garlands, and fronds and are gilded and painted in bright colors. A stela at the head topped by a distinctive coiffure or head-covering indicates the rank and sex of the deceased. Men are identified by turbans or fezzes, women by coronets. For the women, there is a further distinction: braids in relief denote a royal mother; painted braids, a royal wife; and a coil of loosely caught hair, often sprinkled with golden tears, indicates a virgin princess." (Page 126)

(Below from VB): A crowned woman with painted braids.


(Below from VB): A young unmarried girl.


(Below from VB): A son.


(Below from VB): A mass grave. Turbans signify males.


(Below two photos, from VB): Smaller graves.



(Below from Number One Son): The outdoor covered walkway between the entrance (Mosque area) and the tombs.


Later: Up on the roof.