Stück für Stück soll sich die Reise zusammensetzen und heute habe ich einen neuen Programmpunkt auserkundschaftet. Nachdem ich von Toronto aus natürlich Niagara Falls den obligatorischen Besuch abstatten werde, wird die Reise entlang des Süd- und Ostufers des Lake Ontario weitergehen, bis sich an dessen Ausfluss die sogenannten “Thousand Islands” befinden. In den Gewässern der Grenzregion zwischen Kanada und den USA liegen unglaubliche 1793 große und kleine Inseln, unbedingt besuchen möchte ich [bisher, denn um herauszufinden, was sich auf den anderen 1792 Inseln befindet, werde ich wohl noch ein paar mal den Tourist Guide wälzen] Heart Island mit dem wunderschönen Boldt Castle. Alleine schon wegen der Geschichte, die dahinter steckt. Seufz.
“Boldt Castle was built at the turn of the century by multi-millionaire George C. Boldt for his wife, Louise, as a testimony of the unsurpassed love of a man for his wife.
Boldt invested over $2.5 million to build this replica of a Rhineland castle, bringing in the finest of artists and the most skilled craftsmen for this project. He planned on presenting it to his wife on Valentine’s Day as a monument of his love for her.
Work was underway on the eleven buildings that would comprise the castle complex when tragedy struck. In January of 1904 Louise Boldt died, ending the dreams of a lifetime. Heartbroken, Boldt telegrammed his construction crews ordering that all work be stopped.
Three hundred workmen dropped their tools and left the island. Boldt never returned to the island, leaving it instead as an unfinished monument of a love story cut short.”
In a remote part of Swedish Lapland, tucked away in a forest just south of the Arctic Circle, are the most stylish tree houses in the world. The Treehotel in Harads, Sweden, has five unique “treerooms” all elevated 4-6 meters above ground: The Cabin, The Mirrorcube, The Bird’s Nest, The Blue Cone, and The UFO. Each room was designed by one of Scandinavia’s leading architects with custom-designed furniture, lighting, and fabrics.
The idea behind the Treehotel is to create a space that gives people a chance to “experience nature amongst the tree-tops, while also providing a uniquely designed housing experience.” Want to see more? Check out photos Instagrammers have taken there by visiting the Treehotel location page.
In the heart of Brazil lies Brasília, the country’s Federal Capital and fourth largest city. Brasília has another interesting claim to fame: it’s the largest city in the world that did not exist at the beginning of the 20th century.
Brasília’s construction began in 1956, led by urban planner Lúcio Costa and architect Oscar Niemeyer. Four years later, the city formally became Brazil’s national capital.
Niemeyer’s distinctive, grand modernist architecture defines the capital city, as does what some call a utopian city plan (its nickname is the “ilha da fantasia” or “fantasy island,” indicating the sharp contrast between the city and surrounding regions). When viewed from above, the main portion of Brasília resembles an airplane or a butterfly.
Si è tenuto a Roma il primo Travel Blogger Elevator, dove ogni blogger poteva presentarsi con un elevator pitch (5 minuti al max). Anche io sono stato invitato a fare un breve discorso sui tema dei video nei blog. Ho potuto conoscere tanti progetti interessati, storie di viaggi avventurosi e ci siamo anche divertiti molto.
Aspettando #TBE13 potete vedere la mia presentazione
I had no real intention other than to take in as much of the city as possible. Early on, I stumbled upon the most prominent symbol of Christmas in America- the Christmas tree and ice rink at Rockefeller Center.
Rockefeller is a strange place.
A monument to the legacy of the family’s empire, the the Center is a series of spectacular Art-Deco skyscrapers arranged in a grid upon a large stone plaza. While not aligning with the Manhattan grid, the right angles of the plaza give the impression of continuity with the city.
I was beckoned in by a battery of American flags that line the Fifth Avenue facade. Private security guards were everywhere, as well as conscientious cleaners keeping the stone pavement clean of detritus. People of all shapes and colours- laughing, smiling, properly happy to be where they were. Christmas carols were in the air.
Then in the very centre of it all, under a looming 260 metre tower and seven storey Christmas tree, the simple, innocent spectacle of people skating on the ice.
It was seemingly the civic centre of the city- a public space. It was also entirely concocted, as staged as the NBC television shows filmed inside the buildings.
As a public space, it would succeed beautifully. As a private space dedicated more than anything to preserving a family’s legacy, I found it a little creepy.