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Indonesia national team U-23:
Selection, 6 Januari 2011
1. Choirun Nasrin (Persela Lamongan)
2. Arditani Ardhiyasa (Persija Jakarta)
3. Seftia Hadi (PSPS Pekanbaru)
4. Andri Ibo (Persidafon Dafonsoro)
5. Safri Umri (Persiraja Aceh)
6. Abdul Hamid Mony (Persiba Balikpapan)
7. Wirya Kusmandra (Persija)
8. Hendro Siswanto (Persela)
9. Johan Manadji (Persiba Bantul)
10. Lifki Suteja (Persija)
11. Nasution Karubaba (Perseman Manokwari)
12. Ramdani Lestaluhu (Persija)
13. Sigit Hermawan (Persija)
14. Fred Ferdinando Mote (Persiwa Wamena)
15. Athur Irawan (Preston North End)
16. Fahrizal Dila (Persiraja Aceh)
17. Aris Alfiansyah (Persela)
18. Harmoko (Persekam Metro)
19. Zisva Siswanto Marco (Perseman)
20. Alan Athur Arrongear (Persiwa)
21. Lucky Wahyu P (Persebaya Surabaya)
22. Andik Firmansyah (Persebaya)
23. Novan Setyo Songko (Persibo Bojonegoro)
24. Fandy Edy (PSM Makassar)
25. Dajusman Trisadi (PSM)
26. Rachmat (PSM)
27. Kim Kurniawan (Persema Malang)
28. Reza Mustofa Ardiansya (Persema Malang)
29. Joko Ribowo (Persema Malang)
30. Irfan Bachdim (Persema Malang)
31. Kurnia Mega (Arema Indonesia)
32. Yongky Aribowo (Arema Indonesia)
33. Okto Maniani (Sriwijaya FC)

Selection, 10 Januari 2011:
1. Aji Saka (Arema Indonesia)
2. Johan Angga Kusuma (Persijap Jepara)
3. Mohamad Ridwan (Persita Tangerang)
4. Cecep Supandi (Saint Prima Bandung)
5. Gunawan Dwi Cahayo (Sriwijaya FC)
6. Rachmat Latif (Sriwijaya FC)
7. Barkah Crustianto (Persijap Jepara)
8. Marco M.Kabiay (Persipura)
9. Achmat Farisi (Arema Indonesia)
10. Rendi Saputra (Eks Persib)
11. Burhanudin Nihe (Persigo Gorontalo)
12. Risman Maidulla (Pro Titan)
13. Jacky Arisani (Sriwijaya FC)
14. Munadi (Persib Bandung)
15. Engelberth Sani (Pelita Jaya)
16. Ferdi Mofu (Semen Padang)
17. Dendi Santoso (Arema Indonesia)
18. David Lali (Persipura)
19. Joko Sasongko (Pelita Jaya)
20. Egi Megiansyah (Pelita Jaya)
21. Yoga Eka Firmansyah (Bontang FC)
22. Johan Yoga (Persib Bandung)
23. Risky Novriansyah (Persijap Jepara)
24. Sunarto (Arema Indonesia)
25. Lukas Wellem Mandowen (Persipura)
26. Titus Bonai (Persipura)
27. Rishadi Fauzi (Persita Tangerang)

Selection, 14 Januari 2011:
1. Ali Barkah (Pelita Jaya)
2. Dicky Jamalis (Semen Padang)
3. Rifki Deython Mokodompit (Persita Tangerang)
4. Abdul Rachman (Pelita Jaya)
5. Joko Sidik Fitra Yono (Bontang FC)
6. Marcelino A. Mandagi (Bontang FC)
7. Irfan Raditya (Arema Indonesia)
8. A.A. Wahyu Trisayaya (Persija Jakarta)
9. Windu Hangoro Putra (PSPS Pekanbaru)
10. Herry Susilo (PSIS Semarang)
11. Rama Pratama (Pro Titan)
12. Zainal Abidin (Persela Lamongan)
13. Hasim Kipau (Persija Jakarta)
14. M. Fauzan Djamal (Semen Padang)
15. Iman Suprapto (Sriwijaya FC)
16. Elvis Nelson Anes (Persija Jakarta)
17. Mahadirga Lasut (Sriwijaya FC)
18. Immanuel Wanggai (Persipura Jayapura)
19. Zulham Zumrud (Persela Lamongan)
20. Stevie Bonsapia (Persipura Jayapura)
21. Jajang Mulyana (Pelita Jaya)
22. Ferdinand Sinaga (Persiwa Wamena)
23. Gerry Setia Nugraha (Pelita Jaya)
24. Johan Juanshyah (Persijap Jepara).
Courtesy GOAL.com

PROFILE: Stefano Lilipaly, 'The Indonesian Iniesta'

Oleh Bima Prameswara Said GOAL.com

5 Jan 2011 09:49:00

 

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Nurdin in UK Media Highlights Guardian highlighted the granting bonuses to players in cash in a box.

By Donna Afroni


     * Indonesia

AFF Suzuki Cup 2010 event attracted international media. After Oktovianus Maniani that gets the attention of John Duerden, ESPN columnist, now turn Nurdin Halid.

In his article today, the Guardian newspaper made the best statement of 2010, salaries, transfers and leaders. For the Guardian, the figure this year was FIFA president Sepp Blatter.

But in the category of best management 2010, the Guardian made a sort of allusion to the two general chairman of the federation. Nurdin addition, this paper also lists the name Vlatko Markovic.

In November, Markovic criticized the Croatian media, which accused him of cheating in elections has been chairman of the Croatian football federation. Markovic was finally re-elected as chairman a month later.

Giving bonuses to players who qualified for the finals Indonesia AFF Suzuki Cup 2010 also helped attract the attention of the newspaper.

"PSSI chairman Nurdin Halid, who was jailed in 2008 for corruption $ 18 million re-do its job. Highlights weeks ago: Give a bonus of $ 250 thousand to the player in the form of cash inserted into the carton. 'They deserve it', "wrote the newspaper. Courtesy GOAL.com

Join LPI, Three relegated Superliga Club PT League will distribute three players from the club through the transfer market during the intervals of competition.

By Donna Afroni

     * Persema
     * Persibo
     * PSM

Three Indonesian Superliga club, PSM Makassar, Malang and Persibo Persema Bojonegoro otherwise relegated to the Main Division League of Indonesia, for choosing to withdraw from formal competition PSSI to follow the Premier League Indonesia [LPI].

Chief executive of PT Indonesia Joko Driyono League said it had received a letter of resignation third club. As a rule, the club who resigned when the competition is running, automatically relegated.

"We've accepted their resignation letters. As such, they are automatically relegated to the competition in accordance with regulations under it apply, "said Joko.

Regarding sanctions against the three clubs who choose to join the LPI, Joko said the authority fully to PSSI. PT League only give a report about the resignation of PSM, Persema and Persibo.

"The issue of sanctions, it is authorized for PSSI, not ours. PT League only give a report. When they join the competition outside of PSSI, it will get the sanction of the organization. That does not only apply to club, but all those involved in the team, "said Joko.

Added, when the third club to move to the LPI but not accompanied by players, coaches and management, they will be the responsibility of PT League. Managing the national football competition will be channeled to the club who is under the auspices of PSSI competition.

"Especially for the players, will be distributed to clubs under the auspices of PSSI through the mechanism of the transfer market after the first round is completed. This policy will we convey to the chairman of the PSSI along with the executive committee, "said Joko.Courtesy of GOAL.com

Community Calls for Nurdin Running Backward * Indonesia

The push for Nurdin Halid resign from his position as chairman PSSI increasingly tight blew in cyberspace.

Hashtag # NurdinTurun could be trending topic on Twitter microblogging page in ticket sales since the unrest semi-finals and finals AFF Suzuki Cup 2010 last week. After the failure of Indonesia to win the highest soccer tournament Southeast Asia, the demands of the increasingly loud echo.

A group of people making on-line petition to gather support for Nurdin derived from his current position.

On the forum Kaskus, there is also a short video about a boy named Nurdin who think Indonesia competed at the 2010 World Cup and did not want to wake from his dream.



The push for Nurdin continue to attract public discussion of ground water, in various media, especially after a neat appearance Garuda national team in the AFF Suzuki Cup.

Nurdin himself insisted survive as head of PSSI as stating only an associate member who is entitled lowered herself. Courtesy of GOAL.com

NOTE AFF Cup: The Urge Reform of PSSI, Nurdin Lower!

We all witnessed the heroic struggle of a set of children of the nation in the AFF Suzuki Cup 2010. But the bitter fact, Indonesia has not been able to champion in ASEAN since last 19 years. The struggle must not stop here ...By Bima Said & Yuslan KisraDecember 30, 2010 06:33:00544 ShareNurdin Halid, Nugraha Besoes - PSSI in a bus with Sepp Blatter - FIFA (Dok. GOAL.com)Photo GalleryEnlargeNurdin Halid, Nugraha Besoes - PSSI in a bus with Sepp Blatter - FIFA (Dok. GOAL.com)RelatedTeam

    * Indonesia
    * Malaysia
Appearances brilliant red and white national team squad under coach Alfred Riedl at the event AFF Suzuki Cup 2010, made public football in this country back up and provide support. Understandably, since the gold medal at the SEA Games 1991 in Manila, the Indonesian national team has never offered international title at the tournament.
Same thing that ever happened in the 2007 Asian Cup ago, public support of the national football so extraordinary. Even the local committee was overwhelmed in terms of providing ticket admission ticket.
Capacity Bung Karno Main Stadium, Senayan, Jakarta, which is used as venues to host matches for the Word Utina et al are only able to accommodate 80 thousand spectators, was more than triple the number of spectators who wanted to buy a ticket.
As a result, riots also had coloring ticket admission ticket sales are even result in tantrums prospective audience. That's because they were disappointed due to the difficulty of getting tickets. In fact they've gone through the procedures established, including doing queued patiently at the ticket booth.
For PSSI as the person in charge of each international and national action, including the match in the Champions AFF, noise ticket admission ticket sales are not the first time. Because current testing plan British elite club, Manchester United, in Jakarta in July 2009, the same thing was happening.
Interestingly, in each of the prospective audience's fury, there's always pitched screams which requested that PSSI chairman Nurdin Halid resign from office. The inability to distribute tickets PSSI well be one trigger of the pressure for him to resign.
"Nurdin retreat, Nurdin resign!" prospective audience screams so disappointed with ticket sales system is the Indonesian national team home games by a local committee under the coordination of the national football authority.
In addition, there are interesting things in every game that is played the national team. Dozens of banner-pitched support for Nurdin looks installed. This is a strong indication, if only the number one in the national football make football as a political vehicle.
Moreover, in one occasion, he also brings national team players meet with the leadership of any political party the largest in the country that made some politicians joined the national team take advantage of moments of charming appearance, for dispersive charm while looking for investigators.
While Nurdin itself always boasting for football is not politicized, following a motion by several parties to counter the competition rolling. But oddly enough, precisely PSSI administrators who continue to 'tighten' position with spread banners pitched support.
So serious, even took it down until there is a built-in Stadium Bukit Jalil, Malaysia, when the Red and White squad melakoni first AFF Suzuki Cup finals in 2010 a few days ago, although there are also banners for blasphemous leadership opposing Nurdin.
Actually, that should be observed is how the public view of the national football so as not to be brought into the realm of practical politics. However, sports that emphasize the values of sportsmanship much different from the politics that sometimes justifies any means to achieve goals.
Will we get stuck with the game of politicians in this republic? Of course the answer is no, although in fact, sometimes we are not aware already in the corridor of the political sphere. One of them pitched with a willingness to put up banners to support a particular party, or by using the distribution of T 'Red-White' in which the written name of the giver clothes.
Glancing sepakterjang Nurdin PSSI under control for more than ten years, to be sure we will stroked his chest. Understandably, because so far practically new Indonesian Independence Cup Main Stadium is captured in a few years ago. Even then, through protest action received from Libya because they feel cheated in the final.
The whole world recognizes the potential of football in Indonesia is quite large with a population of more than 230 million people. But so far, the achievements of the national team still remains sluggish. Despite a glimmer of hope could be obtained when appearing in the preliminary round AFF this year.
Only, 3-0 defeat of hosts Malaysia in the first fight AFF Suzuki Cup finals of 2010, again raises misgivings, until finally Indonesia failed to end pacekik title. For the fourth time, Indonesia had to accept the title as runner-up in the prestigious football championship in the Southeast Asia region.
But the failure of the AFF Cup in 2010 does not make Nurdin intend backwards despite many pressures reaches it. Not only related to achievement, but also the sale of match tickets at Bung Karno Stadium, which makes the audience the difficulties and disadvantaged. Outside the AFF, there is still a pile of problems that befall Superliga Indonesia, until Persibo Bojonegoro, Persebaya Surabaya and Malang Persema willing to join the Premier League Indonesia (LPI).
Although LPI is still debated, especially in the aspects of legality, should breakaway league does not need to stand up at all, if PSSI Nurdin era to manage the league that is really super in everything related to professionalism.
The fight team is not going to stop here. Looking ahead, Garuda should be able to speak in Asia to the world level. Without the federation supported a strong, professional, has a long-term vision and mission, transparent and corruption-free, it's our football will still be difficult to achieve. This sport belongs to the people!

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Ghosts diary

Haunted House Diary

Posted on March 19, 2009

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I live in a haunted house – So I decided to make a “diary” of things that happen here. Before anyone reads this, you might think you don’t have to believe me just because I’m young. But Everything in this story is true. You might not want to read this because it’s too long. But I find Myself reading the whole story over again.
Okay, I live in a Big house. Probably the biggest house I’ve ever been in. Its over 100 years old and it holds tons of memories of people who lived here before me. I moved here about 2 or 3 years ago. There was a man who lived here that died.
When we first moved in, My mom was here alone opening boxes. She heard footsteps, and thought it was my dad, but nobody was home. That was the first thing that happened. About 5 – 6 months ago, my parents were home alone and they heard people talking in the basement. No one was there and the TVs were off.
My first experience was long ago so I cant remember. But the first one I remember was in my room, I couldn’t sleep because my bed was shaking. I told my mom but she said it was because my bed was wobbly. The first month I had  in that room was so scary, I heard tons of noises, things would drop off my shelves in the middle of the night, things flew off my vanity in the middle of the night.
I woke up one morning and saw that a bottle of perfume had been thrown off my vanity and landed at the other side of the room. Another morning I woke up to see that this small fragile glass sculpture had been thrown off of my shelf and hit the wooden floor – and didn’t break. Then I would go into my room and all my clothes in my closet would be pushed against one side. I told my parents, they didn’t care. I would see small white things quickly go by in the corner of my eye. I would hear footsteps coming up the stairs. I was too scared to sleep. My parents never believed me. I would hear talking,things dropping on the floor,etc.
One Morning I woke up to a gagging, scary voice *whisper screaming* The word “What”… Like it just learned something surprising. But that couldn’t have been a ghost. Maybe it was a dream? Maybe it was just me waking up to my dog coughing? Every night something happened. I feel like I’m being watched here. I know there’s someone stuck… somehow… in this house… like a little girl, who was sad.
“Sensing” things like this runs in my family (my sisters). I think there was a little sad girl here. And I think I know which room she was in. I really want to know what happened to that little girl. I Think I will find out soon though ecause I think that little girl is like me. Or, maybe she is me? I don’t know. Maybe the “me” from the past followed me because I always act like a little kid sometimes. Maybe the old me has been following me everywhere I go. But maybe now I’m finally seeing her, or me. But why? Maybe the old Me is trying to tell the new Me that it’s time to let go of the past. Because memories make me cry and want to go back, maybe too much. I think that’s what’s going on.
September 18th – My mom picked me up from my sisters house and told me we where moving. I got so mad because I had just gotten done painting my room. She said we were going to live in the new house and my dad was going to start a business/school at this house. I was so mad, but after a while I got happy because I thought having a new house would be cool and I get to have my own bathroom at the new place. But she said we weren’t moving till about a month or so.
September 20th – It was about 8 or 9pm. Me and my mom where laying on her bed talking. Then she said she saw a black figure peek into the room and stand in the doorway then walk away. I didn’t see it. She said it was my brother, but I said “mom, he is upstairs.” and she wouldn’t believe me, So I went upstairs and got him and he said it wasn’t him. I said it was a ghost but she denied it. Later that night, me and my brother were sitting on the couch watching TV. Then all the sudden the lights started flickering on and off. I got so scared. then the lights all just shut off and we had no power at all. Then my mom and dad came up from the basement and said “what’s going on?” we didn’t know. Then my dad called the electric company on his cell phone and they said they didn’t know what was going on. But I did. I got so scared.
I went in the dark  kitchen and there was a light glowing on one of the shelves, then I looked away then looked back and it was gone. As I was lighting candles I saw a whitish-gray figure run past the chairs on the ground. And I saw another one run past the TV in the front room. The Lights didn’t turn back on until about 11pm. Then I got up off the couch and blew all the candles out. By that time I wasn’t really that scared anymore. The thought of finally leaving this place and going to the new house next month was comforting. I knew I wouldn’t have to put up with the fear anymore.
The next morning I saw a black skinny tall shadow go past the dining room windows, but again, I was comforted knowing I was gonna leave this house. I would always see black shadows everywhere. I didn’t really pay attention to most of them though, because I was getting used to it. When my friend Ally would come over, she would be too afraid to sleep upstairs because of the noises. I was too, but I had no choice but to sleep up there. I lived in all 3 bedroom upstairs, but only one of them I had, never had any ghost stuff in it. But I had to move out of that one when the bugs would just pour through the crappy windows. So I had The biggest room upstairs. It had an office, a huge closet, and a smaller closet all in it. And  the upstairs of the house used to be the first floor of the house. but about 50 or so years ago they lifted the bottom of the house and added another floor under it, so the upstairs used to be the downstairs… But back to recent events.
September 22nd – In the morning I was writing in THIS notebook about the lights that flickered last night, and as I was writing, I heard loud banging noises upstairs, I heard heavy things falling on the floor and stuff like that, but I just assumed it was my brother moving things around in his room. Then after a while I turned this off, then went upstairs.
He was laying in his bed sleeping, then when I came in his room he woke up, and I said, “Were you making all those banging noises?” He said no, then he kinda got mad because I woke him up. Then I ran downstairs to type this.
When I go by my stairs I get this scary feeling, like I have to keep looking behind me. I am so scared. I get this heavy feeling, like the air is dark and heavy and it smells really hot, like.. hot air.. and its weird. The 1st or second day I moved here, I noticed these, scratches, where the stairway just starts. There used to be a door that opens to the stairs, but we took that off.  The scratches couldn’t have been from any humans hand, because they were these sharp, fine scratches, as if the person had nails – (nails that you hammer into the walls) instead of fingernails.. it was scary.
Then in the basement, right when you walk in, there are these green marks, like, dragging on the walls, like if someone’s fingers were dipped in green paint and then the person was dragged down the basement stairs. But It looks very scary, and only a kid would dip their hand in green paint and drag it on the wall.. and as far as I know, no kids  ever lived here, just older people. Is it the little girl? I don’t know. But I shouldn’t turn that into a huge ghost thing.
Awhile after I found out I was moving.. I knew I would only work here, instead of living here.. and I became very curious about this house. So I sorta… “investigated”it because I was really curious. In the basement cabinet, my dad found an old style “scrabble” game in an old can. Hmm.. that’s nothing.. I guess.. But, when I stripped my wall to paint it, I found scribbles… and writing on the wall… all of it was hidden behind wallpaper.. scary kinda. Some were just measurements, but there was this other one. I forgot what it said though.. and being here.. I feel always tired.. so I will be happy to leave.. And when I’m here I forget.. like, there are just Gaps in my memory… I hate this place.
September 24th – Last night I had to sleep in my room again. I heard these cracking noises. Then this morning I went by the stairs and heard a girl talking. I went up to see if it was my sister (who had just moved in) but she was asleep. After I walked away from the stairs, I heard banging noises again upstairs. But everyone upstairs was sleeping. Then I went by the bottom of the stairs again, and heard a girl talking again. And I went up – everyone was sleeping.
I guess Something must have happened upstairs and by the stairs because that is where most of the weird stuff happens. It’s really weird and very scary.
Last night I couldn’t get to sleep, I kept feeling that heavy feeling again, and I felt like someone was watching me. I covered my eyes until I fell asleep. I will be glad to get out of here next month. Ever since I moved here, we get sick more often. It’s weird. I am so tired here. I never like being in this house.
September 27 – Aliyah (Ally) is here. I heard noises and banging upstairs again. This night.. about 10 minutes ago, I was downstairs watching TV and I heard big banging noises upstairs. Aliyah was upstairs. Then I heard Aliyah yelling for me. I ran upstairs and she said that my stuff in my office was rolling around and falling on the floor. My office door was shut. So I went in my office. Nobody was there. Things were knocked off my desk and my tape player on my stereo was open. I got scared and shut the office door and ran downstairs.
I told my mom, and she just blew it off, just like every other time. I don’t even tell her anymore. I have slept downstairs this whole weekend. I’m way to afraid to sleep in my room alone. I will even risk getting yelled at and sleep on the couch.
September 28 – I woke up to Aliyah staring at me. She said that she went upstairs and she heard two girls talking in my room, but nobody was in there. Then me and her put my camera in there to record any kinda noise.
About 5 minutes later, we went in to get it, and it was broken. So for about an hour and a half we were sitting by my door, we heard tons of noises, including someone  calling my name, and giggles and scary mumbles. Then Aliyah stood by my door, and right behind her, my towel on the floor floated up and dropped on the ground. We ran downstairs, it was the scariest thing that ever happened. But when it floated, it sorta paused in the air, and flew down like, on a tilt, as if it was trying to hit Aliyah.
After awhile we went back in, and we wanted to get the bible outta my office to hold it. Ally went by my office and all the sudden her stomach started hurting really bad. Then she got outta my room and it stopped, just stopped. Then she went back in and she got a headache, and when she got out, it stopped. She is really sensitive to this, just like her mother. Then later Ally went up, and heard tons of racket. Then all day she would hear talking. I didn’t tell my parents, they wouldn’t have believed me anyway.
September 30 – Well, Tomorrow is October. So that’s when we start really packing. We are gonna be outta here by the end of October. I still cannot believe what happened with Ally. Its so weird that I’m living in a real haunted house.
October 14 – Not much really happens here that much now. I mean, I hear a lot of noises, and I see things in the corner of my eye, but nothing real big has happened.
October 16 – I started seeing a lot of things flash in front of my eyes real quick. But today I had an attack of sleep paralysis, that’s where you have a really lucid dream, and you wake up and you are paralyzed. Then I got a bad stomach ache. This was so scary, it never happened to me before. I don’t think it was sleep paralysis, I think it was a ghost attacking me.
October 17 – Last night I couldn’t sleep, I was so scared. I was in my bedroom. I felt like there was something very evil in there. I don’t think I’m gonna sleep in there tonight. My mom said she saw something big fly out of my screens in the screened in porch. Then I saw an orb of light on the roof in there. I keep hearing someone walking on this floor. I’m scared.
October 21 – Every night I sleep in my bed now, because I have to try and get over this. I have another two weeks to live here. Last night I kept seeing shadows, and very scary things were popping in my head. I hated it! I kept hearing snapping noises coming from my office.
October 28 – Less then 4 days left to live here.. Last night I woke up breathing real heavy and automatically sat up in my bed. Covers on my ground were moving by themselves. I kicked them real fast and it stopped. It wasn’t a cat or anything because my cat was on the bed with me.
November 1st – Well, tomorrow’s the big day. I guess I won’t have to put up with it much longer. Oh well, Not much has really happened, So, I guess whatever is here, knows I’m leaving.. But what about the little girl? What will happen?
November 3rd – Now I’m out of that house, and things are great, end of diary.
Written by “LeeLightning”, Copyright 2009 TrueGhostTales.com

Most Haunted Places

Visit these haunted places even if you do not believe in ghosts. If you do- you won’t be disappointed!

1. Changi Beach
The legend that surrounds this haunted place in Singapore is that those people who were deemed as being against the Japanese were tortured and consequently murdered when the Sook Ching Operation was in motion. People say that loud screaming and crying can be heard from the beach and that heads can be seen in the air while the bodies walk around during night-time. The scariest part- these ghosts are splattered with blood.

2. Bachelor’s Grove Cemetery
This cemetery in Illinois holds corpses of only men, according to a legend. It has been noted that powerful, black magic has been occurring around the area as well as in the graveyard. Sightings and voices of strange creatures have been seen and heard by the locals.

3. Monte Cristo
This haunted mansion is in New South Wales and according to legend, houses Mrs.Crawley’s ghost who stayed inside the mansion for 23 years after her husband died.
People say that they can see ghost-like faces in the windows and hear unusual voices coming from the mansion.

4. Bhangarh Fort
This fort is located in India. People say that a ‘tantrik’ carried out some black magic in the area which would ensure that whoever entered that area would die and their souls would wander about without respite. It has been said that whoever visits this fort will become restless almost instantly and disappear without a trace.

5. The Screaming Bridge of Maud Hughes Road
Legend says that a couple and their baby were stuck on this bridge in Ohio. When the man got out to get help, he came back to find that his wife died and soon after, died too. A second legend says that a woman hung herself after throwing her child off the bridge. People have reported hearing conversations and screams.

6. The George Stickney House
Now the Police House, The George Stickney House can be found in Illinois. According to rumors, George Stickney wanted to speak with his dead children which is why he built the house in a way that would allow the spirits to roam freely. The police today say that the lights turn off on their own, doors open and close by themselves and objects move freely.

7. 50 Berkeley Square
While one legend says that a mentally disturbed servant murdered a little girl, another says that an abused girl jumped off the window sill. The top most storey of this house is haunted and ghosts with strange voices are heard quite frequently. A bookshop has now been opened in this house and the salespeople are told to stay away from this floor.

8. Babenhausen Museum
According to legends, ghosts of the dead soldiers who fought during the war wander around this place. People say that if soldiers today visit the museum and use the telephone, they will hear a woman’s voice talking in English or German- but backwards.

9. Screaming Tunnel
This tunnel is located in Ontario and according to legend, a sadistic father burn his little girl alive. People say that if you as much as light a single match in that tunnel, the spirit of the girl will start screaming hysterically.

10. Dominican Hill
Dominican Hill is in Philippines and people say that the ghosts of those patients of war who died there after being told that there was hope haunt the place. Doors, dishes and windows open and clatter on their own and voices are heard screaming.

from top-10-list.org

WW II Facts

The first German serviceman killed in the war was killed by the Japanese (China, 1937) The first American serviceman killed was killed by the Russians (Finland, 1940). 80% of Soviet males born in 1923 didn't survive World War 2 The highest ranking American killed was Lt. Gen. Lesley McNair, killed by friendly fire from the US Army Air Corps. Between 1939 and 1945 the Allies dropped 3.4 million tons of bombs, An average of about 27,700 tons of bombs each month. 12,000 heavy bombers were shot down in World War 2 2/3 of Allied bomber crews were lost for each plane destroyed 3 or 4 ground men were wounded for each killed 6 bomber crewmen were killed for each one wounded Over 100,000 Allied bomber crewmen were killed over Europe There were 433 Medals of Honor awarded during World War 2, 219 of them were given after the receipiant's death From 6 June 1944 to 8 May 1945 in Europe the Allies had 200,000 dead and 550,000 wounded The youngest US serviceman was 12 year old Calvin Graham, USN. He was wounded in combat and given a Dishonorable Discharge for lying about his age. (His benefits were later restored by act of Congress). At the time of Pearl Harbor, the top US Navy command was called CINCUS (pronounced sink us), the shoulder patch of the US Armys 45th Infantry division was the swastika, and Hitlers private train was named Amerika. All three were soon changed for PR purposes. Germany lost 110 Division Commanders in combat 40,000 men served on U-Boats during World War 2; 30,000 never returned More US servicemen died in the Air Corps that the Marine Corps. While completing the required 30 missions, your chance of being killed was 71%. Not that bombers were helpless. A B-17 carried 4 tons of bombs and 1.5 tons of machine gun ammo. The US 8th Air Force shot down 6,098 fighter planes, 1 for every 12,700 shots fired. Germanys power grid was much more vulnerable than realized. One estimate is that if just 1% of the bombs dropped on German industry had instead been dropped on power plants, German industry would have collapsed. Generally speaking, there was no such thing as an average fighter pilot. You were either an ace or a target. For instance, Japanese ace Hiroyoshi Nishizawa shot down over 80 planes. He died while the cargo plane he was in was shot down by F6F Hellcats. He was on his way to pick up a new A6M3 Zero fighter plane. One of Japans methods of destroying tanks was to bury a very large artillery shell with only the nose exposed. When a tank came near the enough a soldier would whack the shell with a hammer. "Lack of weapons is no excuse for defeat." Lt. Gen. Mataguchi Following a massive naval bombardment, 35,000 US and Canadian troops stormed ashore at Kiska. 21 troops were killed in the fire-fight. It would have been worse if there had been Japanese on the island. The MISS ME was an unarmed Piper Cub. While spotting for US artillery her pilot saw a similar German plane doing the same thing. He dove on the German plane and he and his co-pilot fired their pistols damaging the German plane enough that it had to make a forced landing. Whereupon they landed and took the Germans prisoner. It is unknown where they put them since the MISS ME only had two seats. Most members of the Waffen SS were not German. Most men in the German Army hated the Nazi Party. Air attacks caused 1/3 of German Generals' deaths By D-Day, the Germans had 1.5 million railway workers operating 988,000 freight cars and used 29,000 per day The only nation that Germany officially declared war on was the USA. During the Japanese attack on Hong Kong, British officers objected to Canadian infantrymen taking up positions in the officers mess. No enlisted men allowed! By D-Day, 35% of all German soldiers had been wounded at least once, 11% twice, 6% three times, 2% four times and 2% more than 4 times Nuclear physicist Niels Bohr was rescued in the nick of time from German occupied Denmark. While Danish resistance fighters provided covering fire he ran out the back door of his home stopping momentarily to grab a beer bottle full of precious water. He finally reached England still clutching the bottle, which contained beer. Perhaps some German drank the water.

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Travel Writing Sample (from www.jmprphotography.com)

 Airport arrivals are hell

Nothing is worse than arriving at a strange airport in a foreign country after a lengthy flight. I seem to always make a complete hash of it, and subsequently get off to a holiday start that is very much less than memorable.

My latest fiasco was in Kolkata, India, earlier this year.

Prior to leaving for India, I had booked all accommodation on the internet and organised airport pick-ups - with the exception of Kolkata, where we were staying a 200-year-old hotel called The Fairlawn operated by an elderly English woman, Mrs Violet Smith. Previous Fairlawn guests had been Sting, and actors Julie Christie, Patrick Swayze and Felicity Kendal, as well as a number of noteworthy poets and writers.

When I emailed Violet and asked for an airport pick-up she replied with a brief four word email: “Get a prepaid taxi.”

So, after arriving at Kolkata Airport at 11.30 pm after an long flight from Adelaide and going through immigration and customs formalities, we found the prepaid taxi desk, and told the man behind the counter we needed a taxi to the Fairlawn Hotel.

We paid our money and he handed us a voucher, saying: “Give this to a yellow taxi out there.” He pointed lazily through the main doors.

With that, we wearily made our way out into the midnight heat with our luggage trolly and were immediately pounced on by about six young men, as I spluttered: “we need a yellow taxi.”

“Yes sir, yes sir, we have a yellow taxi,” they chorused excitedly, grabbing our bags and making off towards a darkened section of the airport car park about 100 metres away where I could vaguely make out a lonely yellow taxi.

“This is wrong, darling,” my wife said gently…”the real yellow ones are over there.” She pointed to a group of about a dozen yellow cabs clearly visible under flood lighting.

“No,” I said, pointing to the taxi we were heading for about 100 yards away. “See? That one is yellow.”

I was right, in a sense. It was indeed yellow but, sadly, I didn’t fully realise my error until our luggage was in the boot and we were seated in the back of a very grimy and rundown hand-painted yellow heap of motorised junk.

When I handed the driver the taxi voucher, he stared blankly at me and screeched: “No! No good! Only take money!”

Thus begun a brief but ferociously heated argument that quickly ended when we were unceremoniously bundled out of the cab and our luggage was hurled to the ground as the group of young men swore at us in Hindi. He revved the heap of junk’s engine, threw the taxi voucher at me and disappeared into the darkness.

My wife simply glared at me and walked haughtily towards the bank of floodlit genuine yellow taxis muttering that I was a fool. I followed gloomily, and under my breath cursed my stupidity.

The prepaid cab was not much better, but at least the driver accepted the voucher and we arrived safely at the Fairlawn after a hair-raising drive at breakneck speed through the darkened back streets of Kolkata at 12.30 am.

The incident reminded me of when I had arrived at London’s Heathrow in 35 years earlier as a bright eyed and bushy tailed young Australian fresh from the safety and sanctuary of Adelaide.

No-one had told me about the green and red doors in the customs hall, and I blithely made the mistake of wandering through the red door.

I must have been the first idiot to deliberately or accidentally go through the red door for weeks, as I was leapt upon more than enthusiastically by an over zealous customs man.

“What do you have to declare,” he rasped authoritatively.

Well hell, I’d never flown internationally before, was exceedingly ‘green’ and had no idea what I had to declare.

“That I’m from Australia?” I declared hopefully.

He stared icily at me and told me not to be funny - then proceeded to spend almost an hour going through all my bags with all the fervor and enthusiasm of a latter day Sherlock Holmes about to crack open a big crime. This was followed by numerous suspiciously asked questions about why I was visiting and whether I intended working.

By the time I wandered into the arrival lounge, my girl friend who was living in London (she subsequently became my wife a month later) had given up all hope of seeing me. She was about to leave, figuring because the date was April 1, it was all a joke, and I was not coming after all.

As I recalled the London incident, I realised nothing had really changed since Heathrow. I remained a walking disaster in airports, where my middle names become “Dazed and Confused”.

My 1990 my arrival at Bali’s Denpasar Airport was a nightmare.

Not having read my travel documents properly (typical of me) I handed the taxi driver the first voucher I located in my travel wallet. Unfortunately the driver read no English and happily took the hotel accommodation voucher in place of the airport transfer voucher which I should have given him.

Luckily, the people at the hotel desk were more astute when I innocently handed them what I thought was the accommodation voucher.

“This is your airport transfer voucher, sir,” one explained diligently, as another raced out to the taxi see if I had accidentally given him the hotel voucher – which of course I had.

Everything sorted itself out in the end, although the rest of the family stared at me as if I was totally mad.

Things never really improved during three additional trips to Bali.

In Kuala Lumpur in 2006 I was travelling solo – so at least I had no-one to embarrass apart than myself. After exiting immigration and customs I made my way a desk marked “Transport” and handed across my transfer voucher for the overnight stopover hotel (I was continuing my journey to Saigon early the next morning).

He scanned the voucher and said. “Downstairs on the ground level sir, take the elevator.”

He pointed to a bank of about half a dozen elevators.

I followed his advice. But how was I to know that some elevators had back and front doors, and that when the one I chose stopped, only the back doors opened and I found myself in a darkened corridor with no sign of any transport.

It took me two trips before I managed to get into an elevator with only front doors – and which opened on the right side where I discovered my minibus.

But my discomfort continued. I handed my transport voucher to the driver and chatted with the only other passenger – another Australian.

When we arrived at his hotel he got out and I remain seated – but the driver looked confused.

“This is your hotel, sir,” he announced. “Please get out.” But I didn’t. The hotel name on my accommodation voucher was totally different to that on the hideous neon sign where we had stopped.

“This is not my hotel,” I protested, and confidently handed the driver my voucher.

“This is your hotel, sir,” he said, as he read the voucher. “It changed names last week.”

My arrival in Saigon the following morning is best left unsaid.

Small wonder my wife sometimes jokes: “We’ll travel separately - and I’ll meet you at the hotel if you manage to arrive.”

I am forced to agree with her.

Sometimes my departures are equally as bad. Once I boarded the plane to Port Lincoln instead of Whyalla – and discovered my mistake moments after the plane had started taxiing to the runway.

Still, I’m not as silly as former South Australian Premier, the Late Don Dunstan, for whom I was once press secretary.

When he and I were flying to Sydney in 1970 he became obsessed with talking to a Canadian cephologist in the VIP lounge, and despite my protestations we missed our connection.

In those days flights between Melbourne and Sydney were very infrequent, and we only made our Sydney meeting – it was with an exclusive club of leading Australian businessmen - with 5 minutes to spare as opposed to the 3 hours we had planned on.

It was indeed a close shave. Don wasn’t one to swear, but he did utter a single word when he discovered we had missed the plane.

“Bugger.”

 

taken from  www.jmprphotography.com

Poveglia Island

Poveglia - The Scariest Island Ever!

"Poveglia is a small island floating in the lagoons of Venice. In stark contrast to the beauty of its surroundings, the island is a festering blemish. The waves reluctantly lapping its darkened shores will often carry away the polished remains of human bones. When the first outbreak of bubonic plague swept through Europe, the number of dead and dying in the city of Venice became unbearable. The bodies were piling up, the stench was oppressive, and something had to be done. The local authorities decided to use Poveglia as a dumping ground for the diseased bodies.

The dead were hauled to the island and dumped in large pits or burned on huge bonfires. As the plague tightened its grip, people panicked, and those showing the slightest symptoms of the Black Death were dragged screaming from their homes. These living victims, including children and babies, were taken to the island and thrown into the pits of rotting corpses, where they were left to die in agony. As many as 160,00 tormented bodies were disposed of over the years."

Photo by Andrea Rigobello

Povegalia Videos 

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Poveglia - Early History 

From a shelter for fugitives, to a world hub for youth tourism: 1500 years is the span of time separating these events in the history of Poveglia, an island in the South Lagoon, over five kilometres from Venice, in the direction of Chioggia, seven hectares of surface area, lying half a kilometre from the Lido, right opposite Malamocco. This is a particularly long history. In 421 Poveglia was designated as a safe haven for people fleeing from the barbaric invaders. Since then it has had a varied and sometimes strange fate, as when the families of two hundred followers of Doge Pietro Tradonico (864) transferred there after he was slain in a conspiracy by the nobles, and they were at loggerheads with the new doge. They formed a close-knit and tenacious community that led the island to prosperity and almost independence; a community that survived both the deportations carried out by the Republic and the sharp decline of the island - abandoned at the time of the War of Chioggia (1378). They always managed to keep their special privileges, such as exemption from taxation.

Coming under the jurisdiction of the Magistrate for Sanitation in the final years of the Republic (1777), Poveglia became a port storage area, quarantine station for suspected ships, and finally a lazaretto. In the 20th century, until 1968 it was a rest home for the elderly, and many Venetians still remember it as such. Since then it has lain abandoned, except for the market gardens tilled by a local family. For some time the island has been mentioned as a possible place for a tourist village, for the Touring Club Italiano or the Club Mediterranée.

Last year, the State Lands Authority, proprietor of the island, let it for a renewable term of 19 years to the Cts Student Tourist Centre. At the end of the year, however, the regional Administrative Court blocked the assignation on the basis of an appeal made by a Lido entrepreneur who had tendered for a concession to build a sports and accommodation centre there. In 2001 a solution was found for the Lazzaretto Nuovo in the North Lagoon, surface area a little less than 9 hectares, close to Sant'Erasmo and three kilometres from Venice, to which it is linked by public ferries.

Already inhabited in the bronze age and documented since 1015 (first as a monastery), in 1468 it was assigned by the Republic as a preventive lazaretto for persons and goods. For this purpose various edifices were built, including the hundred metre long "Tezon" that still stands. What a moving experience it is to read on its walls the writings and graffiti of the people who were confined here.

The island became the main place of hospitalisation during the terrible plague of 1576 when it accommodated as many as ten thousand people. The Lazaretto was then abandoned and the island fell into disrepair. Fortified by Napoleon, it became a military powder magazine and remained as such under a succession of states and governments until 1975. Saved from abandon thanks to the volunteers of the Ekos Club and the Archeo Club, excavations and research are being carried out by the Authorities that have brought to light the remains of edifices and other finds of extraordinary value. Numerous guided visits are arranged here, as it is included in the City Council's Educational Itineraries. In 2001 Consap Apa, the public insurance agency for the assignment of property on behalf of the Ministry of Defence offered the island for auction at the very low starting price of two and a half milliards (the State in the last few years has spent 10 milliards on maintenance and restoration!). The alarm raised by archaeologists and environmentalists was answered by the Venice City Council, which exercised right to pre-emption and intends to restore the Lazaretto - that has ten buildings, for a surface area of about 3,500 sq.m and a volume of about 16,000 cubic metres - in recognition of its very high environmental and historical value.

Poveglia - The History 

Poveglia is a small island located between Venice and Lido in the Venetian Lagoon, Italy.

It has an unfortunate history and is considered by some[who?] to be a hot spot for ghosts. During Roman times it was used to isolate thousands of plague victims, and during the three occasions when the black death spread through Europe, the island was effectively used as a lazar house and plague pit-it was considered an efficient way of keeping the infected people separated from the healthy. It is believed that over 160,000 people died on the island throughout its history.[citation needed]

The island was home to a small community until it was abandoned around 1380, during the War of Chioggia between Venice and Genoa. In 1922, a mental hospital was built on the island. Local lore states that a particular mental health doctor tortured and killed many of the patients, before being thrown to his death from a bell tower.[citation needed] According to that same legend, he survived the fall, but was 'strangled by a mist that came up from the ground'. Its ruins remain to this day.

Today, the island is used for farming (primarily vineyards) and is not open to tourists.

Source : WIkipedia