Gitmo and four Uighurs are released from Guantanamo and sent to live in a house in Bermuda.
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Wednesday, June 17, 2009
"Guantanamo Baywatch - Uighur, Please"
From "The Daily Show with Jon Stewart"
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Bermuda day and the Gombey dancers
May 24 is Bermuda day -- and one of the most celebrated public holidays. From one of the Bermy websites:
"Bermuda Day, an annual public holiday, began life as a celebration of Queen Victoria’s birthday. Nowadays, it marks the beginning of all summer activities and is the day that most Bermudians take their first dip in the sea."
Luckily, it fell on a Sunday this year which gave us a long weekend. Woohoo!
There are a number of events marking the national day but the highlight is always the Bermuda day parade. While we would normally skip the festivities in town this time of year and just take the day off watching marathon dvd's - - the 3-day weekend finally forced our bums off the couch and witness the day's parade. Parade started at 1pm - yet we opted to watch the parade a bit farther from Front Street, the center of the festivities, to have more room for taking photos.
Bermuda day is known to have a very colorful parade of floats from different groups and other representations in the co
mmunity. As to myself, I am excited to see and take photos of the gombey dancers. An excerpt of their origins:
"The origins of Bermuda's Gombey dancers can be traced to a mix of Afro-Carribean and Native American influences. All of the body and faces of the dancers are covered to avoid identification, as slave-owners frowned upon the practice of their slaves participating as Gombeys."
Nowadays, the Bermuda Gombey Dancers spring up in the most important events in the island. And they are definitely the stars of the Bermuda day celebrations. The colorful costumes, dancing to the drum beats and whistles, they sure fire up the crowd upon their arrival.
So off we went to find a good spot for photo's. It wasn't easy! Not with the Bermy's already marked their spots in the long stretch of Cedar Ave. Apparently, they would reserve their spots as early as 3 or 4am on this important occasion where they would convert the area as their own picnic grounds. Not that we complain, it is their day anyways.
But lucky us, we spotted them within an hour standing under the heat of the sun and trying not to overtake the Bermy's places. Lovely! :)
Unfortunately, the sun prevented us from waiting for the Filipino float, which was my second reason for watching the parade. We were just at float 13 after an hour. And we were told that the Filipino float was still in the garage waiting for its turn - at #36! It was a rather hot day, with more or less 30 degrees that afternoon. And what a day to forget boosting up on sun block! I am fine - but not my pasty white hubby who'll just burn under the sun than develop a nice tan. Sheesh. Oh dear. Maybe next year.
More photos here:
http://www.facebook.com/album
"Bermuda Day, an annual public holiday, began life as a celebration of Queen Victoria’s birthday. Nowadays, it marks the beginning of all summer activities and is the day that most Bermudians take their first dip in the sea."
Luckily, it fell on a Sunday this year which gave us a long weekend. Woohoo!
There are a number of events marking the national day but the highlight is always the Bermuda day parade. While we would normally skip the festivities in town this time of year and just take the day off watching marathon dvd's - - the 3-day weekend finally forced our bums off the couch and witness the day's parade. Parade started at 1pm - yet we opted to watch the parade a bit farther from Front Street, the center of the festivities, to have more room for taking photos.
Bermuda day is known to have a very colorful parade of floats from different groups and other representations in the co
mmunity. As to myself, I am excited to see and take photos of the gombey dancers. An excerpt of their origins:"The origins of Bermuda's Gombey dancers can be traced to a mix of Afro-Carribean and Native American influences. All of the body and faces of the dancers are covered to avoid identification, as slave-owners frowned upon the practice of their slaves participating as Gombeys."
Nowadays, the Bermuda Gombey Dancers spring up in the most important events in the island. And they are definitely the stars of the Bermuda day celebrations. The colorful costumes, dancing to the drum beats and whistles, they sure fire up the crowd upon their arrival.
So off we went to find a good spot for photo's. It wasn't easy! Not with the Bermy's already marked their spots in the long stretch of Cedar Ave. Apparently, they would reserve their spots as early as 3 or 4am on this important occasion where they would convert the area as their own picnic grounds. Not that we complain, it is their day anyways.But lucky us, we spotted them within an hour standing under the heat of the sun and trying not to overtake the Bermy's places. Lovely! :)
Unfortunately, the sun prevented us from waiting for the Filipino float, which was my second reason for watching the parade. We were just at float 13 after an hour. And we were told that the Filipino float was still in the garage waiting for its turn - at #36! It was a rather hot day, with more or less 30 degrees that afternoon. And what a day to forget boosting up on sun block! I am fine - but not my pasty white hubby who'll just burn under the sun than develop a nice tan. Sheesh. Oh dear. Maybe next year.
More photos here:
http://www.facebook.com/album
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Bermuda in the news! (... and it's not a good thing)
As a "guest worker" or an expat, I have learned to be apolitical in Bermuda.
But there are things that still stir..
But there are things that still stir..
Guantanamo and the mouse that roared
Great Britain is not amused.
Great Britain is not amused.
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8098341.stm
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8096925.stm
http://www.royalgazette.com
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/8096925.stm
http://www.royalgazette.com
Sunday, June 7, 2009
Hail the Fed!
Yay, you did it! One for the history. :)
Maybe I can catch you in Wimbledon someday. More years to you.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
"1 large mochaccino, please"
That has been my scripted line every morning, since my busy season (ugh, only bean counters and "audit-whores" will get this) has started. It has been a 10-12 hour shift for me the past 2 weeks and throw in a range of hours during the weekend (like today! wtf). Complaining? Nah.. lucky to have a job in this economic climate (sorry, that's a lot of BS!!).Anyways, this blog will just be a rambling non-sense (nobody reads this anyway, haha). Starting with a pop quiz: THERE IS NO STARBUCKS CAFE HERE!!!! That was one of the very first surprises presented to me when I stepped foot on this island - - on top of having no malls, no McD's (KFC is the only international fast food franchise here!), etc. There are a number of cafe's around town and I've tried most of them, but none really got me into my starbucks habit. There's one coffee bar with yummy Godiva coffee but it's a 10min walk from my office and in Bermuda, that is a looonngg walk. So scratch that from my daily list.
Then, after more than 3 years searching for my ritual morning coffee, a cafe opened 3 floors down my office. Story short, it has started my love affair with Cafe 4's mochaccino. And a "familiar stranger relationship" with that nice Italian lady barista. haha. Loveeett.. it's helping me survive my hell-hole so far. Ohh, and lately I would even extend my script to "... and one regular mochaccino" for the hubby who is finally opening up to other "perk-up potions" than just his typical English breakfast tea (with milk).
And another pop quiz: it's the only cafe open after 5pm! Yet, nothing's perfect... my mochaccino comes at a price ($4.5 a day!). A Bermy friend once said, "it's not the price of coffee that you are paying.. but rather the price of sipping that coffee in Bermuda."
Oh well, who dares argue? Not me, I need my caffeine jolt at these trying times. Hay.
Then, after more than 3 years searching for my ritual morning coffee, a cafe opened 3 floors down my office. Story short, it has started my love affair with Cafe 4's mochaccino. And a "familiar stranger relationship" with that nice Italian lady barista. haha. Loveeett.. it's helping me survive my hell-hole so far. Ohh, and lately I would even extend my script to "... and one regular mochaccino" for the hubby who is finally opening up to other "perk-up potions" than just his typical English breakfast tea (with milk).
And another pop quiz: it's the only cafe open after 5pm! Yet, nothing's perfect... my mochaccino comes at a price ($4.5 a day!). A Bermy friend once said, "it's not the price of coffee that you are paying.. but rather the price of sipping that coffee in Bermuda."
Oh well, who dares argue? Not me, I need my caffeine jolt at these trying times. Hay.
Monday, June 1, 2009
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