Friday, January 7, 2011

Carthage

It was with great excitement that Alix and I arrived in Tunis. Tunis is the capital of Tunisia, located on the Mediterranean coast, just south of Sicily. We had finally made it to Africa after some 8 months travelling in South America. We had also arrived at the site of one of the most interesting places in the ancient world.

Carthage, a thriving Mediterranean city in ancient times, is now a coastal suburb of metropolitan Tunis. Scattered between the refined whitewashed villas of the modern suburb are the ancient remains of both Punic and Roman Carthage.

We spent two days exploring Carthage because we wanted to do it comprehensively and we wanted to go by foot, walking the pleasant suburban streets between the ruins. Each day, we caught the rattling old metro train to Carthage Hannibal train station where we disembarked to explore further on foot.

Carthage Hannibal Railway Station

Emperor Septimus Severus street


Beautiful modern villas, reminiscent of ages gone by

Carthage was founded in 814 BC by Phoenician (‘Punic’ in Latin) colonists. The Phoenicians were seafaring traders who originated in the vicinity of modern Syria and are credited with the invention of the bireme (a galley with two banks of oars) and the world’s first real alphabet. Over the centuries, Carthage became rich and powerful owing to its favourable location - to cross from the Western to the Eastern Mediterranean you had to sail by Carthage, so it was in a prime location for trading opportunities.

Unique in the ancient world, Punic Carthage had two distinctive harbours, a large circular naval harbour and a long rectangular commercial harbour. The naval harbour was the military pride of the Carthaginian empire, it could dock 190 ships on the outer ring of the harbour and another 30 at the shipyards on the inner ring, which would be used for repairing existing galleys or building new ones.

The twin harbours of Carthage; appearing like a huge key at the base of the city

What the twin harbours looked like in Punic times

The harbours of Carthage as they appear today. If you look carefully, you can see the doughnut shape of the naval port in the centre of the image

By 265 BC, the Carthaginian empire had expanded through modern day Morocco and into Spain, absorbed the islands of Corsica and Sardinia, and founded cities and fortresses on the western half of Sicily. The emerging empire of Rome, which had recently consolidated its power on the Italian peninsula, did not like the strategic implications of Carthage controlling the strait between Sicily and Italy in the slightest, and the Sicilian flashpoint between Carthage and Rome sparked the three Punic wars.

The clash between these two territorial and economic superpowers included some of the most awesome battles of the ancient world. The brilliant Carthaginian general, Hannibal, was a man well worth naming a train station after. A strategic and tactical warfare genius, Hannibal defeated Roman armies time and again in the battles of Trebia, Lake Trasimene and Cannae during his ten year long invasion of Italy in the Second Punic War. However, despite his abilities in the field, Carthage never supplied Hannibal with sufficient resources or manpower for him to attack Rome directly, which was perhaps the worst decision the Punic senate ever made.

Hannibal’s victories were, for years, carefully studied by a young Roman General named Scipio Africanus, and unlike the Carthaginian equivalent, the Roman senate was willing to supply Scipio with the men and ships he needed to attack Carthage. Under attack by Scipio, Carthage recalled Hannibal from Italy to deal with the threat, but Scipio had studied Hannibal's playbook since his youth and it was not to end well for Carthage. At the Battle of Zama in 202 BC, Scipio Africanus defeated Hannibal's army and in the ensuing peace treaty, Punic Carthage forfeited most of its empire to Rome.

After his defeat at the battle of Zama, Hannibal turned his attention to civic pursuits, and he oversaw the construction of residential villas on Byrsa Hill. The site at Byrsa Hill was once a Punic necropolis, then in the 7th century BC the necropolis was levelled and the area was used for metal workshops. At the time Hannibal and Scipio were duking it out, Byrsa Hill was almost certainly the location of the Punic main citadel and temple complex, but these structures were completely destroyed by the Romans prior to the area being used for Hannibal’s residential constructions. Today we can see the remains of the Punic Quarter of Carthage, which has been excavated from under the remains of a Roman Forum that was later built on top of it.

Byrsa Hill

The Punic Quarter

Carthaginian daily life

This plaque is a rare example of the Phoenician alphabet from the 5th century BC. It is an inauguration plaque that was placed at an important intersection of the two main roads of Carthage at the time they were built. Most of the writing is people's names, thanking them for their work or funding towards the building of the road. It ends by saying that anyone who damages the plaque will be fined 1000 silver shekels - plus the cost of fixing the plaque.

Carthage minded its own business for fifty years or so and went back to its practice of making enormous amounts of money trading on the Mediterranean. Under attack by their African neighbours, the encroaching Numidians, Carthage raised an army to defend itself. This act, in violation of its treaty with Rome, encouraged the Romans to attack Carthage again, and this time it was for keeps. Conquest runs pretty hot in the veins of the Scipio family, and Punic Carthage was completely destroyed by Scipio Aemilianus (Grandson of Africanus) in 146 BC.

The Romans refounded Carthage, and it became an important Roman regional centre. Over time, the Romans developed a city with all the bells and whistles that Roman greatness demanded - a Forum for talking politics, several temples to honour various gods, public baths, a theatre for shows, an odeon for concerts, a hippodrome for racing chariots and an amphitheatre for watching Christians get thrown to the lions and other fun entertainments. The city was fed by an enormous system of aqueducts that piped water in from a springwater source over 120 kilometres away from the city. We had to use a bit of imagination to visualise most of these buildings today, but, walking from from site to site, we built a sense of Roman daily life as we wandered amongst the ruins.

The Forum courtyard

A column stands where the Library once was

Roman Charioteer (with bum leg) and his beautiful wife (decapitated version)

Some of the statues must have been pretty big- this is the head of a statue of Princess Antonine, Circa 165 AD

The courtyard of Villa de la Voliere

Alix' new boyfriend, though youthful looking, was roughly 2000 years old...

View from Villa de la Voliere over the gulf of Tunis

An aqueduct

Lots of aqueducts formed a huge piping grid to route water to all parts of the city


The tunnel pictured above ran underneath the amphitheatre. The door at the end leads to the chamber where gladatorial losers would be executed

Far and away my favourite part of the ruins are the Antonine Baths, a massive recreational complex commissioned by Emperor Hadrian. The photo below shows a cross section of what the complex looked like, and you can see one of the impressive main columns that held up the roof in the background, and from the height of that column, form an idea of how big the baths were.




Surrounded by gardens, the main roof housed the Frigidarium, a massive cold pool, flanked by two huge gymnasiums, change rooms, hot baths, steam baths, tepid baths, massage rooms and chill out areas where up to 4000 Carthaginians would spend their afternoons bathing, relaxing, exercising, playing ball games, or just hanging out in the gardens, talking, reading or reciting poetry. There was an entry fee to the baths, about the equivalent of ten cents, I'm told, and the complex would have been surrounded by market stalls selling food, drink, clothes, jewelry, and everything else anyone might want to buy during an afternoon of recreation. I love the idea of the Antonine Baths. The combination of social life, cleanliness and exercise, all conducted in a massive building that reminded everyone of their own culture's greatness at a price that just about everyone could afford. It is way cool.

All good things come to an end, and eventually Roman Carthage was invaded successfully by the Vandals, who ruled for 100 years until they were thrown out by the Byzantines, who were in their turn ousted from Carthage by the armies of Islam in AD 698. The Muslims preferred their city further inland and they founded Tunis, destroying Carthage for the second time.

During the middle ages the French King Louis IX invaded Carthage as part of the 8th Crusade. A devout Catholic, patron of the arts, and all-round holy kind of guy, Louis was venerated by the Catholic church as ‘Saint Louis’. Saint Louis’ army was destroyed by disease and Louis himself died in Carthage before he had the chance to assault Tunis itself. In commemoration of his life and death, a Cathedral was built in his honour in 1890 on Byrsa Hill, and although it is not used for worship today, it still stands as a monument to the dead Christian saint.

Saint Louis' Cathedral

What are we to learn from all this history? I’m not sure. But I know that I like it. I like the fact that tucked away at the bottom of a hill, under the mosque that has been built on top of it, the Roman theatre is used every year for the Carthage International Festival, and local bands like ‘Rap Tunisien’ now play shows here, thousands of years after the venue was first constructed. I like the way the old and broken parts of Roman statues are used to beautify the signs that direct you to where the bathrooms are. I especially like that there are very few tourists here, and the locals go about their daily lives around you. You can sit for a few moments, quietly. When you do so, you can almost hear the echoes of the past, intermixed with the noise of the present.

The mosque at Carthage

Alix stands in the orchestra of the ancient theatre. The scaffolding is a recent addition.

Coming to an ancient Roman outdoor venue near you!

Do NOT splash your sandals.

Wednesday, January 5, 2011

Rio - Beaches and More!

As well as more beach-going,

UV Information Board with SPF recommendations: Blacks & Mulatos – SPF20-30; everyone else - SPF50

On Copacabana

Ipanema behind us




Capoeira,

Capoeira display at our hostel




Cats,




And caipirinhas (of course), we did make the effort to see the sights in Rio.

Unfortunately, the weather turned for the worst and when we went to both Christ the Redeemer and the Pão de Açúcar (Sugarloaf), it was pretty cloudy.

Our first view of JC isn’t so impressive

So the other JC does his best impression

The clouds part for a moment to reveal Christ the Redeemer

A brief look at Rio below with Ipanema behind the lagoon before the clouds roll back over

Rio from Sugarloaf with Copacabana beach behind me

Sunset with Christ the Redeemer on the right

We also ventured out of Rio, spending a day in picturesque Petrópolis, once the summer home of Dom Pedro II, the Emperor of Brazil.

Statue of Dom Pedro II

The Imperial Palace, currently under renovation

We had to wear slippers over our shoes to protect the floors of the palace

Palácio Rio Negro, a former presidential palace turned museum

Detail of the ceiling inside. It used to be covered in colourful frescos like this but most of it is now painted white

The gothic church

And stayed on the lovely Ilha Grande, where I spent a few last desperate days building up my tan and vitamin D levels before flying north.

Vila do Abraão, Ilha Grande

Brazil was a wonderful place to end our journey in South America. We met some great people and had a lot of fun, as well as seeing and experiencing many unique things.

So long, and thanks for all the fruit!

Sunday, January 2, 2011

Booty-ful Bahia

After our Amazon Adventure, we took a red-eye flight to Salvador in the Brazilian province of Bahia.

Bahia is one of the most diverse parts of Brazil and has a very strong African influence from the many freed slaves who formed early communities in the area. Famous for its cuisine, capoeira and candomblé, Salvador, Bahia’s capital (and the first colonial capital of Brazil), embodies the best of all those things that come to mind when people say, “Brazil.”

Beaches & Bikinis

We spent several days in Salvador enjoying the beaches of the classy Barra suburb with our new friends from the hostel: Cassie, Mike, Jamie, Rob, Kevin & Thiago. On the weekend, it got extremely crowded but all the Brazilians seemed comfortable being in such close quarters and were all very pleasant and good-humoured about it.

Besides catching much-needed rays in between cooling off in the water, we spent our time eating mystery meat on a stick, drinking cold beers and maracuja caipirinhas, and watching people: guys practicing capoeira on the beach (see below) and girls prancing and dancing in tiny bikinis.

The unselfconsciousness of the Brazilian women was a wonderful thing to see and something that all us Anglo-Saxon gals could learn from. All the women, regardless of the size of their tummies, thighs, boobs and butts wore these little bikinis and enjoyed any and every bit of attention they got. Of course, the boys just liked to look.

Girls at the beach at Praia do Forte

Guys also wear small swimmers

Sunset in Salvador

Football

We were in Bahia for a very important football (soccer) match against Portuguese (the São Paulo team). If Bahia won, they would move up from the B League to the A League. Needless to say, there was a lot of excitement and tension at the bars on the corner of our street when a group of us from the hostel went to watch the match that Saturday night, surrounded by locals.

Bahia won, 4-0, and the whole city seemed to explode. Cars were honking, grown men cried tears of joy, everyone was dancing, and for the next 2 days (it happened to be a long weekend), everywhere you went, someone would spontaneously shout “Bahia!” and everyone around would cheer.




Food

As well as an abundance of the delicious fresh fruit you find everywhere in Brazil, we ate a lot of great Bahian cuisine.

My personal favourite was the moqueca, a kind of spicy fish (or seafood) stew made with coconut milk. Feijoada, a bean stew with beef and pork, was another favourite. And everything, meat skewers included, was always served with farofa, a toasted flour made from cassava.

And of course, we ate churrasco. Lots of churrasco. Jace loves meat, so all-you-can-eat meat (with a great salad bar which included sushi and paella) could not be overlooked. And for R$35 (= AU$21) per person at a very good quality restaurant, it was also excellent value.

Moqueca

Caiprinhas

It wouldn’t’ve been Brazil without delicious caiprinhas! Our hostel in Barra had free caipirinhas between 7 & 7.15pm each night (limit 1 per person, unless you’re Rob), which was a great start to the evening. I was shown how to make them properly one night (Link recipe blog), but someone also came up with an easy version which involved mixing limes (or maracujas) with cachaça and Sprite. Not as good, but still gets you happy!

Back L-R: Jamie, Kevin, Mike, Cassie, Alix, Rob; Thiago in front

Capoeira

Capoeira is an Afro-Brazilian form of music/dance/martial arts. It looks really cool and is actually quite tough (as we found out when we tried to do it in Rio de Janeiro). Jace and I went to a dance show by Balé Folclórico da Bahia in the Pelo (Pelourinho) area of Salvador, which featured a display of capoeira at the end of the performance. The athleticism and speed of the men performing was amazing.

We also saw some guys practicing their acrobatics on the beach.




The capoeira boys

Candomblé

Also at the performance of the Balé Folclórico da Bahia, we were introduced to candomblé, an Afro-Brazilian Animist religion which is basically worship of various African gods (orishas) by means of possession/trances, offerings, sacrifices, healing, dancing and percussion. At the Afro-Brasilian Museum, we learnt more about this interesting religion and the influence of the Africans in Brazil.

The various candomblé orishas

Iemanja, goddess of the ocean, as represented by the famous Brazilian artist Carybé

Turtles

Ok, so maybe you don’t think of turtles necessarily when you think of Brazil, but at Praia do Forte, north of Salvador, there is an awesome turtle sanctuary, Projecto Tamar, that is working to save the sea turtles along the Brazilian coast. You can go there to see the different kinds of turtles that nest in Brazil (and some sharks) and learn about how they’re working to protect these endangered creatures. They planned to release 1 million baby turtles into the wild last year.

Baby turtle <10cm long




Turtle and shark happily coexisting

Bones of an ancient turtle, the archelon, which lived 70 million years ago. It could be up to 4.6m long and weigh up to 3 tonnes

After 10 days of relaxing in Bahia, we had to fly south to Rio de Janeiro. When we got there, we found more beaches, bikinis, capoeira and caipirinhas, but it had a very different vibe. Rio is cosmopolitan, touristic, fast-paced and international. Salvador, in contrast, feels relaxed and comfortable. For a couple of weary travellers, Bahia made us feel the most at home in all of Brazil.