Costa Rican Paradise: An Easy Sell?

I keep getting emails in my junk box by someone who wants to sell me some “Costa Rican Paradise.” If I was a taker for such a thing, what would I get? Considering this is in my junk mail, I’d say something similar to that old shyster scheme that gets you “swamp land in Florida.” Translation: not whole lot or a whole lot of nothing.

Actually, I do have a friend I haven’t seen for awhile who does have a place in Costa Rica. I don’t think she answered the ad, but I found out what Costa Rican paradise looks like according to Mona. I Googled “Costa Rican Paradise” and Mona’s Web site appeared. I don’t know Mona and from what I read, she didn’t buy Costa Rican paradise either, but she went on a 12 day trip and developed this site to tell us about it. It’s actually quite helpful and a place I would start when getting some ideas for a Costa Rican get-a-way. Mona included information about each place she went, including links to photos and resources. Her stop included: San Jose, Puerto Viejo, Volan Arenal and Monteverde. (The photo is the Monteverde Road.)

Mona’s version of Costa Rican paradise included a 3-day raft trip, horseback riding, nature hikes, a crocodile farm, an exquisite view of a volcano from a paradise-like lodge, a canopy tour in a rainforest and a trip to a village in the clouds. Yep, that sounds like paradise to me. Sweet.

Tailored Tours

Here’s an interesting new way to see New York…or at least to get information on things to see in New York. It’s a site called TailoredTours.com. They call themselves an online one-stop-shop for self-guided sightseeing tours which, once you go to the site and sign up decide what you like, can be delivered as e-mail attachments or put onto a mobile phone (hey, what about an ipod!?) .

Seems promising. They provide tours that bundle everything from sightseeing opps to cultural activities, restaurants and shopping. The price isn’t too bad, just three bucks per, so I’m tempted to try one out. Right now the company offers some 40 New York City itineraries in twelve different categories.

A Canadian in Beijing: Sonic Youth in Beijing

I took in a concert this week thanks to a friend who couldn’t use his (expensive) tickets. He gave me a great deal on them (thanks Stuart!) and I went with some friends to see the Sonic Youth concert here in Beijing. I have to admit that I don’t know Sonic Youth very well, musically that is. I went for the experience more than anything and it was quite an event.

Star Live is a big mid-sized music venue in Beijing and I think it probably holds over a couple thousand people, if not more. Based on my experience gauging a crowd size at festivals coupled with the sold-out crowd at the show, I’m guessing around 1,500 to 2,000 people were in the room but I could be wrong.

The original price of the tickets was about $350 kuai, which is far out of my league, financially. It is WAY out of most people’s league here in Beijing.

As a result, more than half of the people were non-Chinese. I heard more English being spoken than I did Mandarin and we were squashed against people on all sides in a sweaty, smoke-filled, hard-to-see-over-taller-people’s-heads, central spot in the middle of the room.

The opening act was forbidden to play by the Chinese government. That’s all I know. They’re a Chinese band called Carsick Cars and many people were excited for them to have such an opportunity. I wish I knew more about the reasons, but I don’t. If anyone does, please post a comment!

When Sonic Youth finally came on at about 9:30 (having had no opening act), the place suddenly filled with the flash of digital cameras. In fact, I found it funny how many hands were in the air holding cameras or taking video. So, I of course had to join in! I also love this picture that captured the flash of a nearby camera (see below).

Do you remember in my previous post after my gig here when I said that people had told me that a technical difficulty in a show in Beijing is just par for the course? They actually said that ‘perfect shows, tech-wise, are almost unheard of.’ Well, I watched one of the vocalists from Sonic Youth exist for nearly an entire song with no vocals before the band actually stopped playing and dealt with her microphone problem. Sarah turned to me and said: “See? It even happens to Sonic Youth.” And then she smiled. Yes, no one is immune no matter how famous.

Oh well, they got it fixed and then continued the concert.

The show was just over an hour long including the encores. It’s hard to say if there even was an encore because people were super polite and didn’t scream much and certainly didn’t pound the floors demanding the band to come back. I wondered if they even would return to the stage considering the lack-lustre occasional hooting (probably by Westerners) and the random clapping. The only thing that signalled that they’d return were the lights that remained dim and pointed to the stage.

Actually, I have to admit that I left after the first encore. I wasn’t into it.

Still, I learned a lot and the experience was really worthwhile. Most interestingly to me was the fact that I felt awkwardly part of some elite group of people who could apparently afford such expensive tickets. I’m not saying it’s wrong to be able to afford concert tickets and nor would I balk at this price back home, but it definitely highlights the divide here between those with money and those without.

North American labels and bands are rarely able to lower their ticket price to match the economy of their touring destination. After all, how would they pay for the cost of travelling if they did? I understand all this, as a businessperson in this music industry.

Still, it makes it impossible for artists like me – independent artists — who build audiences from the grassroots level. We wouldn’t be able to afford to come over unless we were already famous. Album sales would barely cover the cost of making the albums in the first place (even counting manufacturing them over here, which is much cheaper), and ticket prices for even the bigger independent shows haven’t gone above 30 kuai, as far as I’ve seen. That’s under $5 a head and airfare doesn’t get any cheaper depending on the destination. The only other option is to start here and build a following while living here and then return to what has been built.

Which is, I suppose, exactly what I’m doing.

I hopped a cab and headed back to Wudaokou after the concert. I felt thoughtful and pensive the whole ride home.

I may understand it all logically and professionally – certainly from my Western perspective – but as a new Beijing resident, I felt saddened by this chasm between the east and the west that can only (seemingly) be crossed on a bridge of cash.

I’m currently looking for other means of transport.

(She was in the middle of dancing wildly with her arms when I snapped this shot. I love how it makes her like like she has ENORMOUS biceps. I had to include the picture because it makes me smile every time I look at it!)

One for the Road (04/26/07)

British author Giles Tremlett is the Madrid correspondent for The Guardian. His book, Ghosts of Spain: Travels Through Spain and its Secret Past is a historical journey that draws on his experience as a reporter and resident of Spain for over twenty years. Tremlett peels back a past that Spaniards have traditionally chosen to remain silent about until recently, prompted by the recent appearance of mass graves located 60 years after the end of the Spanish Civil War.

The result is a comprehensive and compelling look at post-Franco Spain, beginning with a focus on the war and its aftermath. Tremlett goes further, delving into the question of why Spaniards disagree so much about so many things. His examination of political corruption, Catalan tensions and the 2004 Madrid bombings leads him deeper into the painful history of this nation. But ultimately, his historical travelogue guides readers beyond the somber past, embarking on a tour of modern Spanish culture. Flamenco, architecture and sport are just some of the areas explored further in this well received social and political history.

“Women’s town” puts men in their place

Let’s pretend you’re in a relationship where gender roles are traditionally defined. Sick and tired of feeling obedient to her husband, and blindly accepting his every arbitrary decision, the woman finally cries “I wish, just once, you could walk a day in my shoes, buster! Then you’d know what I have to put up with!”

Now, thanks to a rather odd initiative by the Chinese government, you can make that dream a reality.

The country is building the world’s first “women’s town” — a place where women run everything, and men get punished for disobedience. With a motto of “women never make mistakes, and men can never refuse women’s requests,” the town claims to be emulating the traditional male/female dynamic in the areas of Sichuan province and Chongqing, but appears to be more about having fun with a novel gimmick (or just putting men in their place).

So, by 2008 (or so), tour groups will be able to enter the town, and women in the group will immediately be given total control. They chose where to go shopping, where to eat, where to stay, and any man who disagrees is punished by washing dishes or “kneeling on an uneven board.”

Sounds like this is where Chinese men are heading every time they forget an anniversary.