Showing posts with label travelogue. Show all posts
Showing posts with label travelogue. Show all posts

Radio Shangri-La by Lisa Napoli

Thursday, March 10, 2011


If you walked into any village in all of Bhutan and shouted "Karma", a quarter of the heads would turn. There are only about fifty names in the whole country... There are no familial surnames, and most names are unisex. So it is entirely possible that a family could be made up of a mother named Karma Wangdi and a father named Karma Lhamo, a child named Karma Choden, and another named Lhamo Wangdi. 

When I was first offered to review this book, I spent a while thinking about Bhutan, the country which is the focus of this travelogue memoir. The first sad thing I realized was that even in spite of having stayed for eight years in India, and having grown up on a steady diet of news regarding the southern Asian peninsula, Bhutan very rarely featured in any flash news from that region. Although I knew plenty about Bhutan, there was still a lot I didn't. That, as well as the real reason why news about Bhutan rarely invaded my living room couch, was revealed to me in this book.

Radio Shangri-La is about Lisa Napoli's rediscovery of self through this remotely tucked away country in Asia. The book started out typically - a mid-life crisis bringing about a yearning for travel - especially to a little known country shrouded in mysticism and full of a promise of spiritual awakening. Warning flags immediately started popping up in my antenna - I haven't still forgotten the debacle that was Eat, Pray, Love. Luckily though, Lisa Napoli is very practical, and doesn't start off with dumping all her issues on us. In fact, it is many pages later that we really know what her troubles are. If not for the candid admission in the Preface that this is a story of her midlife crisis, I might have taken her for any one of us.

By the end of the book, I've learned enough about Bhutan to wonder which planet this country was in. Bhutan's monarchy made a conscious decision not to be "corrupted" by outside influences. It's unbelievably hard to get into this country - $200 per head per day! (Even if that hefty pay serves to keep most potential tourists out of the country, and thus not turn Bhutan into yet another country that serves as the world's spiritual ground, it's not a policy I approve of.) Lisa vividly describes the many customs of the country and its geographic characteristics that I could picture the place so well in my mind's eye. Too often, I find travelogues focus on only some particular aspect of a country. Not Lisa's, though. She doesn't stick to exploring only one facet of her favorite place in the world - instead she easily delves into other political and commercial news, and shares them with us.

I liked the second half of the book better than the first. The first half was way too descriptive for me, while the pacing of the second half a lot faster. The first half is really the exploration / rediscovery / change part of the author's life, and consistent with that, she shares a lot of what she learns during that phase with us. It has whole chapters that show what makes Bhutan the way it is -- resilient, incorruptible, paradisaical. I appreciated how well she made a case for it. But the second half, which is the acceptance / moving on part shows the reverse culture clash -- of her returning back to the states, completely transformed; and of one of her favorite people from Bhutan, who comes to visit her in LA.

Moreover, the first half of the book focuses on the "good" side of Bhutan. I may not have visited Bhutan, but there's a lot (esp the customs) that sounds similar to me because of the way of life in India. The author's initial perspective about the good virtues of Bhutan left me asking - where's all the bad stuff and the bad people? Even in a country so isolated, where radio broadcasting is received with the same gusto as Apple's iPads are in the tech world, and where everyone absolutely loves the king, there should still be the odd person indulging in bad politics or something about this mystic place that feels too ancient. I was rewarded in the second half with all those answers. The author presents a well-written case of why some things had better not be done in Bhutan, and what some changes can mean to the country and the rest of the world.

While I didn't agree with the author on everything, I loved that this was a very honestly written account of what she benefited from Bhutan. She didn't believe in superstitions or prayer rituals to make her life better but if that option was provided to her, she didn't denounce it or jump into it outright - instead she had a very practical response. That practical approach, her candidness and matter-of-fact tone in making any decisions are what make this memoir work very well.

I received this book for free from the publisher via TLC Book Tours.

That wonderful weekend in DC!

Saturday, June 19, 2010

My friends and I had been planning to visit DC from the year we came to the US. That was in 2008. And each time, something or the other spoiled the party. So, I didn't want to believe we were going to DC, until we really were, and even this time, after booking a rental car and two hotel rooms, my fears were justified. On June 11th, an hour before we were planning to leave, an Enterprise agent called us telling that no seven-seaters were available. Why couldn't the agent have called us after we left to pick up the car? We desperately asked the agent if she could help us with looking for a car in any of the Enterprise branches nearby. I mean, she works there, it should be a cinch for her to help us, right? Wrong! Sad to say that the agent was horribly rude and insisted that she didn't have to worry about getting us a car at all! Uh? We asked for help, we didn't order you! I'm wondering if this agent was just an exception. I sure hope so! We made tons of calls during the next hour and finally got one in the Salem-Roanoke area. Great! We hurried there, got into the car and were well on our way to Fairfax, where we would be staying!

That's coffee I'm drinking, from that big bowl! When I got my order, I thought I mistakenly ordered soup.

The next day, we left early at 7 am, to catch the metro in Fairfax. Almost an hour later, we reached Capitol, desperately hungry. Although the Capitol was only a few steps away, for some reason, none of us saw it. We went in a totally opposite direction, trusting the iPhone maps application, which took us in circles. Finally, we ended up going all around the Capitol, realizing this only much later. So much for an early arrival. After having breakfast, we went in for our tour.

Capitol Hill

Standing in the Rotunda and staring at the Apotheosis was a great experience! It was quite fascinating to hear about some of the history behind each statue. And have you seen the Library of Congress? Oh my! That was a feast to my bookish eyes! That huge library room, where cams weren't allowed and silence was to be maintained, was simply .. amazing! I wish I could have walked into the library and just looked around.

 The Apotheosis of George Washington in the Capitol Rotunda

After the Capitol tour, we decided to walk all the way towards the museums. The sun was very unforgiving, and it was quite a sore to walk in the heat. We were so glad to reach the Smithsonian Air and Space museum, where we had a quick snack and then spent the next two hours checking out the exhibits. I've always loved museums, and it was even more exciting to check out the WW1 and WW2 exhibits. We then headed to the Natural History museum, which was one of the best we have ever seen. The HOPE diamond had a huge crowd around it, and the live Butterfly experience was amazing.

Washington monument: First picture is from the Lincoln memorial. The second picture was taken right from the base - yeah, those are rain clouds. It rained a minute after this photo was taken, and I wish I had a picture to show you of how we all huddled under it to stay away from the rains.

We then walked towards the Washington monument. As many would agree, it is quite a majestic experience to stand beside this monument. One huge tower that looked so simple, but wasn't. I was sad that we couldn't get tickets to go inside. That was what I really wanted to do the most. Oh well, a reason to come back another time! We then walked down to the Lincoln memorial, which also had the WW2 and the Korean memorials in the vicinity. I wanted to see the Washington monument at night, but we were all too tired and hungry. We had been walking all day and our legs were all sore. After a delightful North Indian lunch, we went home and passed out, intending to leave by 10 the next day.

White House: I definitely took this with my cam, and not pasted from the internet.

Yeah, we ended up sleeping past 10. We went straight for lunch at a South Indian restaurant this time, and then to see the White House. I was quite amazed to see kids playing ball in front of the White House. I imagined more security. I didn't really feel that I was standing in front of the power center, but the area around it was quite serene. We then walked to the Washington monument, hoping for a ticket, but no luck. After resting a while, we left DC for Fairfax (unexpectedly passing by the Pentagon), to be at the A.R. Rahman (Jai ho! fame) concert, which we enjoyed tremendously.

We returned back the same night, but we were really sad to. It was one of the best weekends we had, and the prospect of returning back to graduate work is never pleasing. There are still so many places in DC I want to go to - The Folger Shakespeare library, the National Archives, more museums, top of the Washington monument. I doubt a few days is really enough to see the whole city.