Thursday, April 29, 2010

广西游第一篇 : 闹轰轰花炮节

节庆是旅游者接触当地文化的好管道.幸运地在我广西第一站富录就让我遇上侗族的大庆典.花炮节每年三月三在广西北部的富录举行,犹如侗族和苗族们的庙会.远近百里侗族村寨的男男女女都盛装打扮到这里参加这一个在河岸边举行的庆典.大家都把最好的,最华丽的服饰,银器等呈现给所有到访者.

在庆典开始前,各个村子的队伍聚集在广场附近的一所学校.到齐后大伙儿就随着带队的鞭炮声往河岸走.
这类庆典当然少不了开幕仪式和村委致词.在抢花炮开始前,各个村斋的代表队代表队为大家献上表演.侗族大歌,吹奏芒筒,芦笙表演等让我感受到这些代表们落力地带来精彩的表演,为各自的村寨添上光彩,更体现出强烈的集体意识和团结精神.

(一) 芦笙队篇 - 这比赛吹奏出来的节奏协调反映出队友间的默契.
(二) 美女篇-花炮节也是联谊的好时机.因此每一位少女都细心装扮把最美丽的呈现给心仪的对象.
(三) 阿姨篇 - 阿姨们也很有魅力哦.

(四) 儿童篇 - 看那被烈日晒得红彤彤的脸颊好可爱也(五) 侗族大歌表演篇 - 还记得当天我成功挤到贴着这舞台的前面观赏表演,像买了头等票般聆听着这一班阿姨用丹田发出的美妙歌声.


(六) 吹奏芒筒 - 看看那落力的表演,吹奏到那腮都贡了起来.儿童少年吹奏小版的芒筒,而大人们则表演大版的芒筒.这表演更能体现出表演者的同心一致.

抢花炮的任务通常落在年轻小伙子身上.花炮其实是一个绑上红绿丝线的小铁圈置放在土炮上,随点燃后的土炮冲入云天.代表各个村寨的抢花炮队将激烈的争夺那飞上云天的花炮.如果花炮掉入河里,大家也不惜冲入河里去抢夺花炮.抢花炮的过程犹如美式橄榄球赛般.花炮可分为三炮.夺得花炮不但为村寨带来荣耀, 而且每一炮各有其意义.第一炮象征着吉祥如意,二炮代表风调雨顺,而三炮则为寨子带来五谷丰登. 抢得花炮的代表队也将获得镜屏,红猪,米酒等礼物.除此以外,更有赞助商捐献出礼品如彩电等给获得花炮的队伍.


团结互助对这些山区里的少数民族是非常重要的.唯有大家同心协力才能让日常生活作息如收割等待变得更加轻松,任何困难也能迎刃而解.





贵州行之第十七篇 : 只因有你

备注 : 这是我在好久以前写给我路上的朋友们的一封信.想想应该是两年前的这个时候吧.


独自踏上旅途,但却让我走过一段不孤单的旅程.一路从贵州走到广西,都有来自各地的朋友相伴同行,你们的热 情和友情的手让我的旅程中多了不少色彩,更让我在这个世界多了一位朋友.或许在中国的你不能进入这个网站看我的消息和照片 (我的博客),但我还是要借此与各位表达我的感谢和祝福,也希望可以借着EMAIL&电话来联系.大家有缘再见.

有我在贵阳和后来又再阳朔遇见的英国COUPLE (PHI & DAN)

有我在黄果树同游来自天津的王 博姐 (谢谢你让我成为你VIDEO里的一个角色)

有我在兴义遇见的上海朋友,黄磊(难忘那边吃边抹汗和把辣椒拿开的烤鱼)

有在贵阳与我分享你走遍伟大旅游 计划的加拿大朋友

有同游郎徳及西江的深圳/卢沽湖朋友,小屈

有与我同游西江,从江,芭沙以及小黄寨来自山东的马琳和深圳的晓萍(难忘我们一起在从江追新郎和新娘,到小黄因公车出问题而一起步行上山,以及一起享用可爱老阿嬷为我们准备的酸汤粉)

有在去肇兴路上相识的杨姐,莫老板和另一位朋友(你们的热情让我毕生难忘,不但与我同游堂安寨,更热情的招待我晚饭-有杨姐自己掩制的侗家掩鱼,有莫老板拿手的凉拌菜和火锅啤酒牛肉,大家一起唱歌喝酒的时光)

有在肇兴相识的一班可爱的老师 們(X2, ,杨和夏老师),不但招待我好吃的苗家酸汤鱼,沈老师掩制的美味腊肉以及侗家酒, 大家一起看表演,以及那聊不完的话)

托杨姐的福到堂安寨村委会家做客,热情招待我这位外国朋友的吴坤龙大哥

更难忘来送我上车到下一站的杨姐和沈老师,还给我送上纪念品和饮料.那一刻,一向来感性 的我真的好依依不舍,为了留下美好的印象,只好把眼泪留在眼框里.

一起到富录参加三月三花炮节的 北方朋友

有在龙脊金坑梯田田头寨有说有笑的一班朋友-柳州的小姚和钟慧,韩国的柳先生,广东的飞机和小鱼,以及在桂林读书的小卢. 虽然遇到浓雾弥漫的天气让我无法看到龙脊梯田的壮观,但主人家的热情接待 陈哥, 潘大姐,陈姐以及小倩倩让我在那里待了自在舒服的好几天.那一碟由我们自己在路上采摘的竹笋特别美味.

偶遇在漓江徒步途中的贵阳以及重庆的朋友们

还有在那阳朔-深圳的茫茫长途车上相识的李昌杰,一位有干劲的年轻人.

有了这么多人的陪伴,我这一趟独自出游的旅途怎么还可能孤单呢?

通讯科技让世界变得好小,但要相遇相识决不容易,更何况是在那强大的中国.或许我们就只有那一面之缘,但我的祝福都与各位相伴.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Turkey 6 : Lost In Paradise

After my stay in the busy town Trabzon in Black Sea Region, I moved on to mountain village in Yusufeli. Only one bus company operates direct journey from Trabzon to Yusufeli, with stops along the way. The bus travels through the scenic coastal way of black sea, then uphill to Artvin and further up to Yusufeli. I continued my journey from Yusufeli to Barhal village. The road journey is extremely scenic with beautiful valleys, mountainscape and emerald river. In old days, the castle was built on the mountain to saveguard the whole area from enemy.
Barhal village is one the base for trekkers in Kackar or Altiparmak mountain range. A very small village with few shops supplying all kinds of groceries including camping equipments such as gas canister, etc. And definitely there is also restaurant or tea shop, as the Cay culture is everywhere you go in Turkey.I was told that the pension I will be staying is located somewhere like this pension. Luckily there is a pulley system which transport stuff up to the pension. This pulley system is used by most village houses located at hill slopes. I stayed in pension runned by Karahan's family. I was the only guest at that time as the trekking season has over. I was glad to have company of a young lovely pre-school teacher, Turkan who is just about to start her teaching life in Barhal village. The dinner with the family was great, with lenthil soup, stuffed capsicum etc all prepared by the mama and younger brother of Karahan family. Breakfast served with village honey and homemake cream.

So how I spent my day in this village since I dont have any plan to go trekking in Kackar or Altiparmak range? To me, it is indeed one of the most "colorful" day of my journey. I simply lost in paradise. My walking journey from Barhal village up toward Naznara located at base of Altiparmak ridge is such a leisure for me. Once I was lying on pasture admiring beautiful wild flowers, then you can find me relaxing by the stream, or sometimes I was lying on rocks taking nap with beautiful snow ridge in front of me.

Most of the houses are made of wood, and the design is almost similar, with storage space and drying rack for crops. It is harvest season for fruits. The villagers are so hospitable waving at me inviting me into their courtyard and share the fresh walnut harvested from their orchard. Some villagers even feed me with apples. My short stay in this area is colorful and memorable, not only due to the wonderful autumn colors but the friendliness and hospitality of the villagers.


More photos on the link to my flickr album http://www.flickr.com/photos/ahbeelim/sets/72157622773766411/