Red Corner: Baikal Exchange

We’ve blogged a few times already about the majestic Lake Baikal in the heart of Siberia. This sister lake to Lake Tahoe is one of the most unique in the world, and is literally overflowing with superlatives: oldest, clearest, most bio-diverse, and largest supply of fresh water in the world. It is truly one of the most unique places I’ve ever visited on this planet. And now you can go as well.

Students and recent grads interested in environmental issues can forgo the prerequisite one-month Eurail tour of Europe and instead spend their vacation attending the Summer Environmental Exchange sponsored by the Tahoe-Baikal Institute (Motto: preserving mountain lakes one person at a time). The Institute will select 18 students from America and Russia to participate in a ten week exchange program (focusing on “watershed conservation and sustainable development”) in both Lake Tahoe and Lake Baikal. For applications, visit their website.

Perceptive Travel and Tantric Sex

A little bit
ago, Kelly mentioned the new Web
magazine by travel guru Tim Leffel called Perceptive Travel and gave it some plaudits for writing and featuring some
top writers. I figured I’d check in with them again because it’s not everyday there’s a new, high-quality travel
magazine online. I got a laugh out of this piece
by Rolf Potts about Tantric Sex.

The indefatigable Potts heads to
Rishikesh, India, not to study tantric sex, per se, but as a stopover on the way to the Himalayas. But in travel writer
fashion, he becomes curious by the endless possibilities of learning how to have sex for hours on end. Which end,
exactly, he doesn’t specify. But the result is a fun article about how he ended up at Swami Vivekananda’s ashram, where
he discovers to his dismay that the Swami teaching the class is not some dreadlocked Casanova, in fact he isn’t even
from India, but rather he is from Romania. He is also "tall, bulky, and bespectacled", and speaks with the
accent of Count Dracula.

Potts’ head is filled with a flurry of questions, most of which I won’t repeat
here because you need to read the piece for yourself. But suffice it to say, his Tantric detour became a surprising
foray into a kind of New Agey traveler’s subculture. In typical Potts fashion, though, we end up not only laughing, but
learning a little bit along the way.

Explorer's Club Documentary Festival

Last
year…wait, was it last
year
? Yes, I think so…um, last year I went to the Explorer’s Club
Documentary Film
Festival which is held up at the Explorer’s Club HQ on the Upper East Side. I actually interviewed
the President Richard Wiese for a documentary I was working on and found him a really cool guy. And then after that I
headed to the Explorer’s Club dinner which was
one of the neatest things I’ve done. I got to shake hands with James Watson of DNA fame and basically hobnob with stars
in the world of exploration and adventure. What a fascinating night. They eat bugs at these things. Ever had fried
cockroach? Yummy.

Anyway, this is about the film festival, which I am eager to remind you takes place this
weekend. The films I saw last year were generally very good. A few made me drowsy, but the one I saw about the guy who
trekked across Australia was immensely entertaining. I’m sure this year’s crop of films will be wonderful
as well.

A few of the films showing (and you can check out the schedule yourself) are A BOY AMONG POLAR
BEARS, which is about, um, a boy…and polar bears. Kidding. It’s about a young Inuit boy making his first
trips out over the Arctic Sea ice with his father, Andrew. A coming of age tale. Also showing in the evening is SHARK
MOUNTAIN by Michele and Howard Hall, which takes them to an area off the coast of Costa Rica, a place called Cocos
Island, where there is an extraordinary abundance of sharks.

So check it out. This might make a nice
antidote if you’re fed up with Sundance hoopla and/or if you cold not make it to park City this year.  

Tourist – Ugly Human Beings


An interesting post by Irani Sen
over at Green Diary questions whether or not tourists are ugly human beings. The blurb
starts by analyzing golf tourism with very big ugly numbers. Numbers like the ones found in a study of 19 golf courses
in the Philippines, where the water used to maintain the golf courses could have irrigated 1,500 small holdings or
supplied 330,000 Manila residents. More studies show that a large hotel in Egypt uses as much electricity as 3,600
families. The list goes on to state how much waste cruise ships create and trails in the Peruvian Andes and Nepal that
have been nicknamed Coca-Coca Trail and Toilet Paper Trail. Not sure where all the numbers came from, but it makes you
think for a moment. How can people change the way they see the world without harming it? While we could cut back on
golf courses is there anything that can be done to stop the excessive use of water by tourists?

Etiquette at 35,000 Feet

Following up on
my earlier posts on people who
freak out high in the sky….well, it seems some folks may need a primer on proper etiquette at 35,000 feet. And as I
am always interested in helping folks get the information they need, I did some looking around and, lo, found a nice
piece that addresses just that issue.

ABC News’ John Nance, whose picture makes him look like an awfully
nice fellow, has
got an article
that explains how fully-packed flights these days are making us a bit like caged rats in crowded
confines. Gone, it seems, are the empty middle seats that we used to enjoy and that allowed us to have at least one
armrest to call our own. Vance basically suggests that the best policy is one where you communicate with your fellow
aislemates, asking them whether they need room to use their laptops and making diplomatic gestures to share the limited
space. He’s right, of course, and the fact is that travelers have to make due with what’s available. But if I have any
quibble with his methods it is that too often very large people are seated next to me…whether due to obesity and lack
of discipline or genetic-based gigantism, and in these too frequent cases, there seems to be little to do but brood.

On another topic of potent value to many of us, he discusses parents who bring babies aboard and seem to ignore
common rules of etiquette, allowing baby Huey to kick and grab the seat in front of him and to peal like an animal.
Yes, there are things that kids do that can’t be controlled, but it is my experience that it is more often the case
that the parent just lets the child do whatever it likes. And that bothers me.

Says Nance:

"It is your responsibility to keep junior from kicking the seat in front or singing at the top of his lungs or
grabbing the poor guy in the next seat (or suddenly reclining the seat so as to destroy the laptop behind him)."

Amen.