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Conference
tourism
An unforgettable congress at Bentota beach Adnan Rehmat Media analyst and country director of Internews Network South Asia; conflict; young
scholars; the chance to speak with peers from several countries and to I've attended more conferences and workshops than I care to count and in some amazing locales around the world but this was special -- primarily for its setting. Facing the Indian Ocean, a tropical lagoon and a major snaking river, Bentota is one of the most established beach resorts of Sri Lanka. It's known for its professional, high-end touristic infrastructure. Safe swimming conditions combined with fun water sports and exciting excursions in the immediate region made it one heck of a conference site. A meeting of minds in such surroundings of young scholars in their 30s from the South Asian region from academia, media and the development sector made it a special, unforgettable congress. We were all lodged at the magnificent five star Taj Samudra right on the edge of the rolling Indian Ocean -- it was some years before the tsunami and when oceans had an unqualified lure and no one brooked a lurking fear of eternal waters turning angry for perplexing reasons. The ever-present gentle breeze swaying palm trees and a muffled roar of the waves could be seen and heard from the large conference room, its windows framed by Sri Lanka's ubiquitous golden orange king coconut trees. No wonder that even the passionate debates on what could constitute a practical way of transforming the complicated, myriad conflicts of South Asia into regional strengths were tempered by the runaway beauty of the surroundings. The never dull debates of the participants in the conference hall from nine to five were inevitably followed by a radical transformation: suited warriors of the day changing into shorts and bikinis and giving themselves up to the ocean, all chummy and frivolous, suspending their arguments for the morrow. Then the boisterous, exotic dinner and late night strolls -- mostly in small groups but some in deliciously suspicious twosomes, along the beach and sometimes in secluded groves. Many deep friendships were made, some for life -- in defiance of the suspect wisdom of South Asian governments and their flawed policies. It was a conference that more than paid for its investment. Enjoying walks around China Town in KL Raza Rumi International development professional and a writer based in Lahore I have been a regular
traveller to Malaysia and primarily for work. Attending and delivering
various We would arrive each time in the centre of KL and stay for many weeks interacting with Malaysians and other nationals. Being in Kuala Lumpur one cannot help marvel at the progress Malaysia has been made. The environs remind one of a developed country and the facilities are first rate. Above all, the inclusive society that works on a tenuous balance between different religions and ethnicities. Once cannot help think about Pakistan when walking around in modern Malaysia where a plural culture is safeguarded by the state despite a strict Islamic code for Muslims. During my stays there I also explored the way Malaysian government works. It is plagued by corruption in the Police and there are high level deals that turn into scandals. But the government is cognizant of this social reality. An integrity strategy has been prepared and a high level integrity body monitors the progress. Resources have also been invested into Malaysian Anti-corruption Agency (MACA) to train government employees in being sensitive to audit, transparency and pubic accountability. MACA is a nice campus with excellent facilities. Its head and deputy were Malaysians of Indian origin who also introduced me to some delicious South Indian culinary delights. From hot and spicy fish cooked in different types of gravy to a variety of dossas. The Malay staff gave me a good insight into the local culture and how the changing and progressing Malaysia brings change at the family and household levels. There are more choices, more opportunities and of course a greater emphasis on individualism that conflicts with the traditional family structure. I still remember the walks around the public markets, China town and of course walking in lovely parks that are still preserved in the over developed cosmopolitan capital. Another institution where I attended meetings and trainings was the National Institute of Public Administration or INTAN in the Malay language. If I were to go there again, I would board the plane at once. In fact I just missed the annual conference of the Network of Schools and Institutes of Public Administration and Governance (NAPSIPAG). I am an academic adviser for this network but I just could not make it this December. I was going to Kedah and I have missed another great conference venue next to a rainforest. I am sure there will be an opportunity soon. Malaysia, truly Asia is a catchy phrase. But it has not been coined in a vacuum. It is indeed a fabulous place for all kinds of tourism. The writer blogs at www.razarumi.com and edits Pak Tea House and Lahorenama e-zines The hospitality of Nanao Ishikawa Abid Qaiyum Suleri Executive Director, SDPI (Sustainable Development Policy Institute) At my stage (in conferences
business for more than one decade) the fun side of attending There are usually two types of conference venues. Those that the organisers select to ensure maximum number of local participants (such as SDPI's annual conference). Usually such conferences are held in city keeping in view the accessibility and convenience of the participants. Secondly, the venues are purposely chosen to keep the delegates focused on business only. Such venues are more isolated, slightly away from the hustle bustle of main cities and are a bit exotic. For me attending a conference anywhere in the world is always a similar experience. There is hardly any difference between various airports and their security checks. Similarly, most four to five star hotels of the world offer similar corporate services, and same style (often boring) continental food. Upon check-in, I always look for wireless internet in my room. If that is there, then the tourism bit is over since one cannot get out of the routine office work. Having said so, there are certain places that one wishes to return for a holiday. Nanao Ishikawa in Japan is one such place that I look forward to go for a holiday -- may be after my retirement. To be precise, it was Kagaya Hotel in Ishikawa that offers one a lifetime experience of living as the Japanese royal family traditionally used to live. With no furniture in the room, no sofas, chairs, beds, no amenities of corporate world, yet extremely comfortable and luxurious. The hotel also has Japan's famous hot water spring filling its swimming pools. Traditional Japanese food and a personal assistant that keeps on waiting outside the room to escort the guest through various dinning halls and restaurants are other salient features of Kagaya Hotel. While Tokyo is like any other metropolitan, Japan's hospitality and natural scenery is the best in this region. That was the only place where I did not use internet in my room for almost 4 days and yet survived. October in Bhutan ... Ahmed Bilal Mahboob Executive Director, Pakistan Institute of Legislative Development And Transparency, PILDAT The first destination is
Bhutan I went to attend a conference in October this year. Contrary to the Qatar in the Middle East is
another favourite. Qatar is a small Gulf emirate but unlike Dubai they The art and culture gallery not only showcases the Qatari culture but also brings out artists from across the world to exhibit their works -- within the same souq. This is what impressed me the most in Qatar. Hawaii also deserves to be mentioned here. Its clean beaches and pure conditions is one spot that has now became a favourite conference destination for organisers and participants alike. Mountain magazine resort Beena Sarwar Independent journalist and documentary filmmaker There are conferences and there are conferences. Some organisers lure participants with travel and daily allowances and fancy hotels at exotic locales. Others rely on goodwill and commitment. If it's the latter, it helps to be located in an exotic place anyway -- like Kathmandu. It also helps if the organisers are professional colleagues for whom you have the highest regard. These last two factors
contribute to my 'favourite' conference being one that took place in So Kanak got together a few journalists from around Southasia to meet and brainstorm on this venture. He put Mitu Varma from New Delhi and myself up at the Third World Guest House in Pattan, one of the five ancient kingdoms around Kathmandu that are conserved as World Heritage sites. Kanak and his brother Kunda (my editor at InterPress Service) lived with their families in houses just outside Pattan Doka (the main Pattan entrance or 'darwaza') in a large compound. It contained several buildings, all family property. They could have knocked these down and built a high-rise plaza to get rich quick as so many in Kathmandu were doing. But they have different values. Kanak's father, a respected writer, named Kanak's son, Elam, as in 'ilm', knowledge. They had a printing press for their Nepali magazines and Himal in the old 'buggy house'. The magazines shared an office in a building at the entrance of the compound. The printing press was later moved out and the space converted into a watering hole for Kathmandu's artists, journalists and activists -- Dokaima, a café, gallery and conference centre. The Third World Guest House where Mitu and I shared a room was sparse, but clean and comfortable. We had a great view of the main Pattan square, overlooking an ancient temple. It was incredibly colourful and photogenic (still is). We would have a light breakfast then walk through Pattan to the Himal office for our meetings. The rooftop terrace was a great place for an evening reception one evening. The icing on the cake: the unforgettable hot air balloon ride over Kathmandu, landing near Bhaktapur, another ancient kingdom. |
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