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Marvelous Macchu Pichu and Mythic Toga Parties

Author: Gwendolyn DuBois Shaw, Associate Professor of American Art at Penn

Few places on earth can beat the view from the top of the ancient ruins at Macchu Pichu in the Peruvian Andes!  And few journeys are more demanding than the one that is required of the traveler who wishes to partake of this marvelous vista.  Luckily, the Penn alumni that I travelled with this past spring were able to get there in comfort and luxury, opting for the speed of a first-class Perurail train car and the soft, earth-friendly beds at the Inkaterra eco-resort at the base of the magical mountain citadel.  Back in 1911, when Hiram Bingham and his fellow Yalies made the first recorded trip by white men to the lost city in the clouds, they had a month-long hike on narrow pathways like the one that is known today as the Inka Trail.  Poor Bingham!  He had to sleep on the ground and swat at mosquitoes all day!  True, the insect life there is still plentiful, but today most of the visitors to this magnificent jungle-wrapped ruin opt for the comfy route we took to get there rather than the notoriously rugged back-packing adventure that Bingham first made famous.

Speaking of Bingham, we were astoundingly lucky to have with us a family of Penn alums who were direct descendants of one of the original adventurers who accompanied Bingham on that important trip into the unknown!  Beginning on the first day we were treated to an impromptu viewing of personal family photographs from that fabled trip and stories of expatriate American family life in early twentieth-century Peru to boot!  One day as we drove from the hotel to the city center we got to see the family’s ancestral home in the beautiful Miraflores district – still standing since the 1920s with its grandly walled garden courtyard facing the street. Que Linda!

“Treasures of Peru” was the third Penn Alumni Travel trip that I have accompanied since 2008.  A big part of why I keep accepting invitations to host these PAT trips is that there are always interesting travelers along, something that helps to make each trip all that more memorable.  For example, on the luxurious, six-star, Silversea cruise to the Lesser Antilles in 2011, our Penn group was joined by another alumni group from Dartmouth that happened to include Alpha Delta Phi brothers from the Class of 1963.  These guys and their wives had been writer Chris Miller’s inspiration for the 1978 cult film “National Lampoon’s Animal House.”  You would not believe the things I heard as we cruised from St. Barts to Antigua!  After a few bottles of the MS Silver Whisper’s all-inclusive libations these folks were a serious laugh riot, telling almost unbelievable stories of road trips and epic parties.  I honestly did not think that those crazy stories of Greek life at the pre-coed Dartmouth of the early 1960s could have ever been topped!  That is, not until that night in Peru when I sat glued to my seat, marveling at the stories that my new travel companions were telling me about their blood connection to one of the most famous archaeological expeditions of all time!

I say this sincerely and from a point of experience: on a Penn Alumni Travel trip you can always count on visiting fantastically awe-inspiring places and having unusually interesting people to share your story with at the end of the day.

On the Peru trip, our tour director Marco, a native of Cuzco and a resident of Lima, was really first-rate and made his top priority our safety and comfort.  Over the ten days we spent together, Marco proved himself to be not only an endless font of information about the modern country and the historic sites, but also a man with baffling energy reserves and answers to all of the small and large questions that our group posed to him.  Another reason that I love hosting these trips is that the tour directors are always incredibly well-trained, thoroughly pleasant, and professional.  Marco’s wife worked in the Presidential Palace, and he was well acquainted with the country’s leaders, instantly recognizing the past president Alejandro Toledo when we were all waiting for a plane at the airport in Lima!  Marco deserves the credit for this great picture of me with El Presidente!

One of the first places that Marco took us in Lima was the incredibly beautiful Museo Larco Herrera where we were dazzled by the beautiful setting and the stunning ancient artifacts.  From hand-beaten gold jewelry to astoundingly life-like portrait jugs, these remarkable objects all testified to the highly developed cultures that dominated the western half of the South American continent during the pre-Columbian period.  Located in the heart of Lima, the Larco is actually built a top an ancient pyramid.

A UNESCO World Heritage Site,  Lima is characterized by the ruins that seem to crop up around every corner as well as its stunning historic city center, a colonial marvel of Spanish baroque architecture that is marked by its Moorish flavor (a subtle reminder that the fifteenth-century conquistador Francisco Pizarro and his Extremadureño fellow conquistadors were not all that far culturally removed from having been imperial subjects themselves).

While at the Larco we had a truly elegant epicurean experience.  Gastro-tourists take note: Lima is a city blessed with a cosmopolitan appreciation for fine food and fondness for innovative presentation.  Internationally renowned Peruvian chefs such as Gastón Acurio, whose culinary empire oversees the café at the Larco, have made it their mission to not only bring the flavors of Peru to the rest of the world but also to elevate the gustatory options available to their countrymen.  After eating Acurio’s food at the museum, some of the group also dined at his restaurant Chicha in Cuzco.  Muy bueno!

In addition to being home to awesome cuisine (something that I personally find very important for a good trip), Cuzco is also the gateway for the journey to Macchu Pichu.  While coming and going from the famed archaeological sites in the Sacred Valley, we spent several nights in this very welcoming, quaint, colonial city.

Located 11,000 feet above sea level, it takes a little work for a body to adjust to being in Cuzco, and we did well to follow our tour director Marco’s advice in order to avoid debilitating altitude sickness.  This included some of us taking various prescribed medications (ones that we had either brought with us or obtained there), getting lots of rest, and drinking numerous cups of mate de coca, or coca tea.  This lightly flavored (and completely legal – even in the USA) infusion is made from the leaves of the infamous coca plant.  But unlike the plant’s chemically produced derivative cocaine, the natural leaves provide only a mildly uplifting feeling to the imbiber.  Since one would have to drink gallons and gallons of it get any kind of “high”, the main point of consuming the tea while in Cuzco is that it offers considerable diuretic benefits that help to balance the body’s fluid levels and aid in  acclimation to the extreme altitude.  Due to the precautions we took, only a small number of our group felt any ill-effects of being up so high and thankfully everyone was able to participate in the subsequent trip to Macchu Pichu.

Atop the warren of ruins, it was wonderful to sit on the grass, lean against the rock walls, and stare out at Ainu Pichu on the adjacent, steeply rising Andean mountaintop.  I could hardly believe that I was looking at the same remarkable view that Hiram Bingham and his fellow adventurers had seen almost exactly a century before.  The only thing that was more remarkable was the great group I was seeing it with!  It was at that moment that I began to look forward to my next Penn Alumni Travel trip to Pizarro’s homeland of Spain in October 2012 –  Viva España!

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Turkey Trot

Author: Larry Silver, Professor of Art History

Late spring is the perfect time to visit the Mediterranean.  Wild flowers are out, and the heat and crowds of tourists have yet to build up.  Consider how many ruins and outdoor experiences Turkey can offer, and you have a great recipe for a relaxing yet stimulating travel experience.

The trip to Turkey through Penn Alumni by Odysseys offered an almost perfect blend of hiking, relaxing, historic sites, and personal time for rug or ceramic shopping and the usual roster of souvenirs (even those seemed better in Turkey).  The bus had internet for the rare long legs between cities!

In fact, Turkey offers much more than Istanbul, and if two days in the city on the Bosphorus was a tantalizingly brief beginning (my one disappointment, since it is such a fascinating place that I could easily stay a week), a rich variety of places and activities lay beyond.  While in Istanbul, the Penn group enjoyed a boat trip on the Bosphorus and a rushed trip through the Spice Market and Grand Bazaar (but as noted above, the good shopping was yet to come…).  Academic experiences cranked up on day two, with visits to the Hippodrome at the center of the city and its fabled attractions: the Blue Mosque, the Islamic Museum (in the glorious former town palace of a former pasha), the incomparable St. Sophia and its gilded mosaics, and the climax, Topkapi Palace, with hilltop views of the Golden Horn and Bosphorus.  This was my turn to offer commentary on the fly and a hotel lecture on both the Byzantine and the Ottoman layers of Constantinople’s rich history.

View of the Blue Mosque.

Most of the trip took place on that comfortable, internet-friendly bus, and the moving first stop was the Dardanelles, that narrow inlet, where the tragic war memorials from Gallipoli in World War I offered a modern counterpoint to the vestiges of Troy and ancient battles across the very same strait.  Our guide made an unscheduled stop at unfamiliar Assos, a small fishing village that once was the birth-place of Aristotle himself and still boasts an ancient hillside theater that was shared at sunset only with local goats.

That was the kind of experience that regularly occurred through the thoughtfulness and expertise of our guide, Aydin, a native speaker with limitless knowledge of the thicket of history that constitutes Anatolia from ancient settlements (9000 years old and upwards, which we saw on the last day in Ankara’s hilltop museum) to the modern state, founded in the 1920s by Mutstafa Atatürk (Ankara mausoleum).   Aydin’s pride in his homeland was also spiced with his candor about the Islamist turn of the current prime minister, plus his sense of both the current economic boom and political balancing act between NATO/EU candidacy/Middle Eastern power broker.  We heard about all of the regions of this geopolitical region, and he answered all our questions frankly and knowledgeably, sharing enthusiasm and good judgment (as well as a keen sense of where Americans were coming from) throughout the trip.  He has been everywhere, but still retains his enthusiasm for sharing his homeland.  The best guide I have ever had (with one competitor, in Egypt)–and if he does get his belated law degree, it will be a great loss to Turkey’s international relations, for this man could be a diplomat–or a quiz show contestant on his own country.

I do not get “ruins fatigue,” but Turkey offers so much to see in that category–more sites from the Roman Empire than Italy or anywhere else, for example–that I can see how someone else might.  The roll call of where we went is impressive enough: the acropolis of Pergamon, the Ephesus of St. Paul, Perge and Antalya, where the Roman sculptures from the theater were among the best preserved and finest any-where (and I had never even heard of the place before this trip).  I tried to sort it out and give some pointers for viewing and visiting enjoyment in a lecture on archaeology in Turkey, especially Hellenistic and Roman monuments.  But there were also major Byzantine sites, such as the church of the real St. Nicholas in Myra and the painted cave chapels in Cappadocia in the trip extension.  Layers everywhere, and so much to see, not least the shrine to Rumi, the great founder of Sufism, in Konya.

Photo-op in Ephesus.

Not that such expeditions are work, but this trip also offered a relaxation component.  For four nights we slept on motorized sailboats (gullets in Turkish), from which the braver of us swam in cool seas, but under sunny skies we hiked up to herding regions or abandoned monasteries or visited abandoned Greek towns from the population exchanges of 1923 (Aydin, whose own family came to Turkey from the Balkans just before World War I, would clearly like to see more of that same cultural diversity back in Turkey, but that ship has sailed…).  Mostly, dividing our already small group of 16 into two parts on the boats meant that we bonded still more, sharing jokes, favorite books, personal backgrounds, and exaggerated stories, as we traded our books when we finished them.  Update on technology: 3 of the couples had Kindles, and several made good use of iPads, including the camera function, which enabled instant mailing of on-the-spot postcard-like images back home.

The Gullets.

Indeed, this was a tight-knit and cordial group by early days on the trip, and it helped that most of us were alumni of the 60s or 70s, some retired and some still very much in the office.  The small size of the group and its good spirits made for a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.  Odysseys deliberately tries to keep its groups small and this one was all-Penn (except for a ringer couple from Houston), in part this time because of the sailboats.  We did our part for the local economy, whether at kiosks outside the archeological parks or in the smaller towns where we stopped or else at the two big crafts stops of the trip: a rug-weaving (and selling) shop near Ephesus and a late stop at the studio of a master potter in Cappadocia.  Both places were glad for our bus; we, in turn, besides the purchases, learned a lot about how Turkish carpets are woven and dyed, or how pots are thrown on a traditional wheel.

Taking in a rug weaving shop.

Ultimately, good food (Turkish cooking uses basic ingredients, much grilling but also fresh vegetables and fruits) and beautiful scenery will be memories that last.  Our comfortable hotels ranged from the humble seaside inn of Assos to a luxury Turkish chain (Rixos) and a handsome Swissotel.  In Antalya we even stumbled onto the world archery championships, while many of us sampled the heritage of a Turkish bath and massage.  In Cappadocia, those of us on the extension took an exhilarating collective balloon ride over the unique, moonlike eroded landscape.

 

Taking in a rug weaving shop.

All in all, Turkey was a most memorable Penn Alumni Association trip.  Small group bonding, good accommodations and guide, beautiful scenery, and a mix of physical activity and delightful indolence.  Enough history and archaeology with a learned guide to feel intellectually stimulated (not to mention having a Penn art history professor around, either to help explain or to take some of the mystery out, occasionally irreverently), but not so much that you could not take time out for a chat, a read, or a shopping excursion.  Add to those ingredients perfect weather most of the time, wildflowers, and no spats or injuries, and we have a lot behind our photo souvenirs to remember from two remarkable weeks in modern and ancient Turkey.  Speaking as that Penn professor, I would eagerly recommend this trip to those who are interested, and I look forward to accompanying another Penn group on a trip like this one!

Professor Larry Silver in Capadoccia.

 

 

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Penn Alumni Travel: Reflections on Vietnam

Author:  Bruce Kuklick, Professor of American History, Penn

This past spring, I spent two weeks as lecturer-host on a Penn Alumni Travel tour of Vietnam. I teach at Penn, and among my areas of expertise is the War in Vietnam.  While the tour was not designed with the war in mind, we hit every spot that I have lectured about in my classes and professional appearances – Hanoi, Haiphong, Hue, Da Nang, Saigon, and the Me Kong Delta. Our group of 21 was diverse in its political views and backgrounds but always friendly, and above all eager to learn from actual experience what the country was about, and not incidentally the impact of the United States on Vietnam.

We had an absolutely terrific in-country guide, Quang Nguyen. Quang was friendly, fluent in English, more than knowledgeable, and catered to our needs 24/7; he was philosophical about the War, which he vividly remembered as the youngest of 11 children who with their parents left a comfortable life in Hanoi to start over completely in Saigon.  He recalled the years of the War as “the empty-hand years.” With Quang we toured colorful markets, ate at great restaurants where he ordered the local specialties for us to enjoy, and went on several river boat adventures with stops along the way at floating markets, pagodas, and a fruit farm where we were served a ‘fruit’ tea and treated to a concert with traditional instruments.  All of our accommodations were gracious, luxurious, and picturesque.  Yet despite the well organized and comfortable travel to fascinating sites, I cannot say that this tour was exactly a holiday or a vacation.  At least for me, it was too filled with painful reminders of the consequences, both for Vietnam and for America, of American policies and decisions during the Cold War. These reminders often colored my perception of what we saw, and I am still trying to figure out the complex set of feelings about the United States and Vietnam with which I came home. But for those very reasons the trip had a compelling importance for me and for my wife. Our visit to Vietnam was what we call a life experience, and, in fact, we are beginning to think about ways that we might someday go back.

 

Bruce Kuklick is a member of the Department of History at the University of Pennsylvania. His historical interests are broadly in the political, diplomatic, and intellectual history of the United States; and in the philosophy of history. He has won all the major teaching prizes given by the University, including the Senior Class Award.

For more information about the Penn Alumni Travel program, visit www.alumni.upenn.edu/travel

 

 

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