After the cruise, Kevin and Elise returned straight away to Anchorage to get back to work, leaving Jasper and Zoë in our care for a few days.
I figured there are some great education opportunities for kids in Juneau. You could learn about Native American Tlingit culture at the Sealaska Heritage Institute. The highlight is a beautiful, hand-carved full-size clan house completely inside the museum building. Here’s the front of the clan house — you’d typically expect to find this outside:
and check out this amber pillar in front of a stunning backlit glass and metal screen:
Five years ago my family got together to celebrate my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary in San Miguel de Allende. For 55 we met this year in Ketchikan for a cruise to Juneau. We spent a week on a 100-person ship, well-stocked with toys for outdoor activities. We went sea kayaking most days, and there were also options for forest walks, shore walks, zodiac tours, and stand up paddle boarding. I went to yoga every morning, and some of us even went snorkeling one day — in Alaska, yes!
Four weeks after Ferda and I were learning about cemeteries in Tana Toraja, we found ourselves in Ketchikan learning about totem poles. Totem poles are not for religion, and they’re not worshiped. They’re built to tell stories. Just as stories can be divided into different themes, there are a number of different kinds of totem poles. There are totem poles to honor people and totem poles to shame people. There are mortuary totem poles to hold someone’s ashes and heraldic totem poles that have village or family crests or shields.
We saw a number of totem poles scattered around the town of Ketchikan, like these three:
İstanbul — what a fun city to visit! This time it was only for a few hours during a (rather long) layover on our flight from Makassar to Antalya. A friend recently had a six-hour layover in İstanbul (from the same airport we did, Atatürk) and asked if that was enough time to actually get into the city and see something. We decided it probably wasn’t. Well, for the record, our layer this day was 11 hours, and we ended up with about six hours of tourist time in the center of the city.
We started by taking the first train of the morning (leaving the airport at 6am) to Eminönü (change trains at Zeytinburnu). We enjoyed views of the early morning light on Yeni Camii and on the larger Süleymaniye Camii on the hill behind it before stopping nearby for a börek breakfast at a small outdoor café. Nice to be back in Turkey!
Tana Toraja is undoubtedly Sulawesi’s biggest tourist draw. The Toraja are famous for their unusual funeral practices. Many tourists come just to see a funeral, which, conveniently for us, largely take place in the dry season — July and August. Now you’re wondering — how is it that people only die in the dry season? Well, for the Toraja the most important part of their life is death. Families spend a long time saving money to pay for elaborate funeral ceremonies, and during this waiting time they don’t have a problem keeping the body (to them the person is sick, not dead) in the house with them while they procure the necessary resources which may take months or even years.
The path to paradise is arduous so the Toraja need many pigs (to guide them) and buffalo (to carry stuff), sacrificed at their funeral. And I think maybe it’s these gory sacrifices that many tourists come to see. Ferda and I did happen upon funerals two different days: once in Sa’dan where they were really more in the preparation phase and once in Bori where we saw a dead buffalo being hacked into pieces, a dead pig being roasted with a blowtorch, and what looked like a tug-of-war match with the casket.
What most disturbed Ferda was that the first buffalo were slaughtered right in front of the other buffalo that were to be slaughtered later — no blindfolds, no sheet or tarp or wall or any sort of separation. We met a British tourist who came to witness a funeral ceremony because he’s sure this tradition won’t exist 10 years from now. Good riddance, according to Ferda.
Ferda and I came to Toraja to enjoy the good views — terraced rice paddies, mixed in with the oddly shaped Toraja houses, and mountain backdrops.
Posted in Bicycle touring, Indonesia
Tagged Batutumonga, Bori, Buntu Pune, Ke'te Kesu, Lemo, Lokomata, Londa, Rantepao, Sa'dan, Sarapung, Suaya, Sulawesi Selatan, Tampang Allo, Tana Toraja