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Friday, February 26, 2010

Vacation - Part 2

After we left the Birds, we headed for our first couchsurfing experience, arriving in exactly the right alley address in Cirencester, England at approximately lunchtime thanks to Jane, the voice of our borrowed GPS who seemed to say "Turn around when possible" to us quite a lot!

SIDEBAR: COUCHSURFING.org is a site that I registered on before this trip. It is a network of households and individuals willing to share their space with you simply because they enjoy meeting new people and travel themselves and would like the favor returned. It is a very well organized and convenient system.

I wanted to try it out this time because having never been to some of the areas we were visiting and knowing we'd be breezing through, the idea of staying with a local had great appeal from the standpoint of getting "local knowledge" from our host and the fact that it's free helped with our budget.

Randy was skeptical about this arrangement at first because he works with inmates and doesn't trust strangers quite as easily as I do. He rightly worried that it could be awkward, but this was a risk I was willing to take. Thankfully, he was too.

FIRST HOST: Neil , 40, musician and teacher.
TOWN: Cirencester, England
REASONS FOR THIS CHOICE: The prospect of doing an open mic with Neil sounded fun and Cirencester wasn't too far out of the way of our travel route.





Our host Neil was waiting for us and had made us a delicious Sunday roast--chicken and potatoes, carrots, and turnips, followed by a walking tour of Cirencester. Unfortunately, neither of us thought to bring the camera.

Cirencester turned out to be quite an interesting town with a beautiful church dating back to the 1100's in the center of town.





It is also the seat of the Earl of Bathhurst, whose impressive house is on the edge of town with land that is so vast you could walk 5 miles through the park path open to the public and still be on his land. We learned that this earl's estate also boasts the world's tallest yew hedge. It sounds weird and not so interesting but I found it fascinating because it's way taller than you could imagine!



Neil's friend helps to trim it, and apparently, this stuff is being used in the fight against cancer.

Late afternoon found us napping, goofing around on Neil's guitars, and just shooting the breeze. We found out that Neil is a science teacher who, in addition to be in two bands, has aspirations to build his own home that would be part of a community of sustainable green-built homes with shared facilities for laundry, etc. in a central building. What a cool idea.

We talked music too, and once the name Neil Finn was mentioned, we were on common ground. We are both big fans and would conside NF a songwriting hero of ours. After our nap, we found Neil cooking again. After realizing that the lentils he had prepared might have some poisonous qualities, he shifted to a pasta dish and we had another great meal before heading to the pub for some music.

Walking through Cirencester on a Sunday night at 9:30pm is like walking through a Hollywood movie set. There was no one on the streets. It was beautiful and completely silent except for the three of us trudging with two guitars to the Nelson Inn. Once again we forgot the camera!

When we arrived, only Neil's friend Kevin (one of the trio called the Tourettes that Neil plays in--they do covers of songs you know by bands like Squeeze and Foo Fighters, but on mandolin, guitar, bouzouki, with three-part harmony) was there.

By about 10:30pm, the small pub was full and we took turns doing songs until about 2:00am. We were given a warm welcome by the owners who bought us a couple drinks, and an unforgettable cover of Kate Bush's "Wuthering Heights" by John and his mandolin.

Neil left for work before we were awake the next day so we did the dishes, and left the door unlocked according to his instructions, and after running a few errands around town, we set off for Cornwall. Neil was such an excellent host and we hope he will make it to our guest room in Denver sometime.


Saturday, February 20, 2010

Vacation in Review - Part 1

Hmmm...where to begin. I got back Wednesday and hope to get the whole journal in one blog with the best of the photos. I wonder if that is possible. For the most part, I stuck to the plan outlined in the blog prior, but I added a few days in Prague where I had ??? posted. Nice, huh?

THURSDAY 1/21
LEAVING:

AM Denver - Chicago...uneventful. Josh dropped us off at Market Street Station and we took the RTD Skyride to DIA. Arrived at O'Hare where Randy's sister Amy & her husband Al were waiting in an airport bar to catch us up on things and share some pizza and drinks during our layover. It was great to see them, and I wish we had taken a photo.

PM Chicago - Dublin: Not much to report.





FRIDAY 22/01 (Yep, now I'm doing dates that way)...
ARRIVING IN DUBLIN...
we took a 10 minute walk to ALSAA, a pool and athletic club near the airport--nothing fancy but a place to take a shower. They let me shower for free and Randy got a €7 day pass so he could work out as well as shower. Note: Bring your own towel! The day was spent taking turns napping in the very comfortable food hall before an afternoon flight to London Heathrow.

FYI: Sleepinginairports.com rates Dublin not-so-great for sleeping, but that's only at nighttime. During the day, if you have a retractable cable lock for your luggage, you can sleep off that jetlag very nicely in the food hall. I recommend the green padded bench.

After arriving in London, we took the tube to the Farringdon stop where our old bassist and current friend Phil and his wife Sarah were waiting to take us to a late dinner at a pub called the Fox & Anchor, a traditional pub where I had fish & chips, of course. We hadn't met Sarah before, but quickly decided that we like her very much!




The next morning, Phil & Sarah sent us off after an excellent pancake breakfast. On the way to the train, they showed us the cafe that they started at their church, and the first place that the Who ever played...



Pretty glamourous, huh?

We really got to know the London tube well since we rode it for nearly 1 1/2 hours to get to Heathrow where we picked up our teensy weensy rental car. After driving several circles around the airport on the left-hand side of the road, it was off to see the Birds:



On one of our previous trips, we stayed with the Birds on the recommendation of my brother Matt and his wife Kate. They are excellent hosts and have become friends. Recently, Richard retired and they have subsequently moved to the countryside in a place that, frankly, is pretty impossible to find! After showing up a few hours late, we could not make any good argument for not accepting their offer of a loan of a GPS for the remainder of our trip. Marriage saver! I will never drive in unfamiliar territory without one. It is high on our wish list.

Their new home is great, and the village is charming. They took us to a local pub for a before-dinner drink with an ancient floor (stone & dirt) and a coal-burning open fire. After that they, fed us an awesome meal, then dessert and coffee, then English Stilton (that's cheese) and port...we knew then that those vacation pounds were going to pile on and be totally worth it.

In catching up with them, we learned that their son has now landed a pretty sweet job flying helicopters for the royal family. That would explain the towels in our guest room:



And since I know you are way too polite to stare, I'll just tell you that says "BUCKINGHAM PALACE" in gold embroidery. How cool is that?



The next morning, we hooked up the GPS and went bravely into the new (to us) world of couchsurfing. Stay tuned...

Monday, January 18, 2010

40

Can't believe it has been so long since I wrote something here. I turned 40 in September with little fanfare but many good birthday wishes, and an extended series of little happy hours with friends--one or two at a time, we celebrated the milestone with margaritas or cheese & wine.

Randy bought me a very unique bracelet - unique in the good way, ecclectic, special, made by a local artist and centered around a vintage door hinge, incredibly thoughtful and romantic. There may have also been some lingerie in that birthday gift, but I would never say because I am a lady!

At 39, I had asked him for a month to travel when I turn 40 and he said if I could make the math work, that would be fine. Well, since then, we have both worked very hard to make the math work, and on Thursday we leave. He will join me for 2 weeks and my sister will meet me for Week 3 in Ireland. Week 4 is just five days long and I'll be on my own.

Highlights of the plan:

London - Meet up with former bassist and current friend Phil
Billinghurst - THE BIRDS!
Cirencester - Pub open mic with local musicians there organized by our host Neil. First couchsurfing.org experience.
Plymouth - See my birthplace for the first time since I was 9 months old
Wales - Drive up to Caernafon Castle with Randy
Prestatyn, Wales - The Gathering (the Alarm's music festival)with Doug & Kerstin
Gowanbank/Glasgow - Old friends, new good times
Dublin - Goodbye Randy. Hello sister Laura!
Avoca? - The real Ballykissangel
Galway/Cliffs of Moher
Coleraine- Visit friends & the Giant's Causeway
Dublin - Jonatha Brooke @ Whelan's
5 days - ???

Thursday, May 21, 2009

A WORK IN PROGRESS: LIVE BAND LIST

Several times in my life I have attempted to list all live concerts I've attended. Chronological order would be way too hard. Alphabetical is going to win. The line between rock stars and friends' bands is blurry sometimes. This will be a work in progress. Maybe 10-20 a day...


10,000 MANIACS
AIMEE MANN
ALANIS MORISETTE
(THE) ALARM
ARC ANGELS
ARETHA FRANKLIN*
(THE) B-52s
BARRY MANILOW*
BIG COUNTRY (with Mike Peters on lead vox)
BLONDIE
(THE) BO-DEANS
BRENT BOURGEOIS
CAEDMON'S CALL
BRUCE COCKBURN
CHRIS SUMMERHILL
COLIN HAY
CONCRETE BLONDE
CROWDED HOUSE
CYNDI LAUPER
DEATH CAB FOR CUTIE
DEL AMITRI
(THE) DIVINE COMEDY
(THE) DONNAS
DUKE SPECIAL
(THE) DUSTY 45'S
DONNY & MARIE OSMOND
DURAN DURAN
ECHO & THE BUNNYMEN
EDDI READER
EMMYLOU HARRIS
ENGLISH BEAT
ERIC JOHNSON
EXENE CERVENKA*
(THE) FEELIES
(THE) FIXX
GENE LOVES JEZEBEL
GLAD
GLEN MATLOCK & THE PHILISTINES
HEART
HOTHOUSE FLOWERS
HOUSE OF FREAKS
HOWARD JONES
HUEY LEWIS & THE NEWS
HUNTERS AND COLLECTORS
INDIGO GIRLS
INNOCENCE MISSION
JAMES HALL
JASON MRAZ
(THE) JAYHAWKS
JELLO BIAFRA
JESS KLEIN
JOE JACKSON
JOHN MELLENCAMP
JOHN WESLEY HARDING
JOSH CLAYTON FELT
JOSH ROUSE
JUSTIN CURRIE
KINGS OF LEON
KING'S X
KY-MANI MARLEY
LOVE TRACTOR
MARIA MCKEE
MATES OF STATE
MATTHEW PERRYMAN JONES
MICHAEL MCDONALD
MICHAEL MCDERMOTT
MIDNIGHT OIL
(THE) MIGHTY LEMONDROPS
MIKE PETERS
(THE) NYLONS
ONE BAD PIG
OVER THE RHINE
PADDY CASEY
PAT BENATAR
PAT METHENY
PETER MULVEY
PETRA
PFR
P.I.L.
(THE) PIXIES
(THE) POLICE
P.O.D.
(THE) PRETENDERS
RELIENT K
RICH MULLINS*
RICHARD THOMPSON
RON SEXSMITH
SAM PHILLIPS
SANDI PATTI*
SHAWN COLVIN
SHEILA WALSH
SIXPENCE NONE THE RICHER
SOUL ASYLUM
STEVE TAYLOR
(THE) SUGARCUBES
SWITCHFOOT
TAKE 6
TEARS FOR FEARS
TEN OUT OF TENN
TERRORISTEN
TIM FINN
TOM JONES
TORI AMOS
TROUBLE
U2
VERBOW
VICTORIA WILLIAMS
VIGILANTES OF LOVE
WANDA JACKSON
WATERDEEP
ZIGGY MARLEY

*indicates an abbreviated performance,such as a television taping, movie set or festival pop-in.

BOLD indicates multiple times.

shared the bill

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Car Trouble

Time to document the 2008/2009 saga of my car troubles--not really for your reading pleasure (though you are welcome to read) but because it is all adding up and I'm beginning to worry that I will lose track.

SUMMER 2008: Time to sell the Ford Crown Victoria. It has served us well. Time to get something with better gas mileage, better in snow, etc.

FALL 2008: A few bites but still no sale. Wonder how low we should go?

OCTOBER: I had a dream and awoke with this random thought:

GOD WANTS US TO GIVE OUR CAR TO A SUDANESE REFUGEE FAMILY.

There was nothing to prompt this thought. There was nothing in the dream overtly related to this thought, but I woke up with such a certainty that I immediately told Randy who has learned to believe my dreams.

SATURDAY...
Randy looked for a charity that could make it happen and did not find one. Instead he found one that catered to battered women starting a new life after leaving abusive situations. We decide this would also work. We will wait until Monday to make the call just in case something becomes clearer.

SUNDAY...
At church, small groups report on what they are doing. One is working with two refugee families from Burma to help them get established here in Denver. I ask the pastor if either family needs a reliable car. He will check. We will hold off on the other phone call.

LATER THAT WEEK...
A note from church says that neither Burmese family can use our car; however, would we mind terribly if the car went to another local charity helping a refugee family in desperate need of a car--the husband has just lost his job due to a lack of transportation and without a job, they may lose the house. They are from Sudan.

In November, our car became the property of this Sudanese family. We hope it serves them well and thank God for working in mysterious ways.

11.19.08
I fly out to South Carolina to purchase my aunt's Honda green CR-V "the Pickle." It is my favorite car yet. She made me an offer I couldn't refuse.

02.14.09
Someone hit & totaled the Pickle in front of our home, then fled the scene before I noticed that 3/4 of my car were in the front yard. A police report was filed. Details are scarce but all signs point to a neighbor.

03.11.09
After receiving insurance money for the Pickle and scouring ads for good deals, I settle on a silver 1999 Honda Civic, a great car which I love.

05.14.09
I wake up and notice that my car has been stolen. Police reports are filed. Insurance claims are started.

Random: I find myself thinking of the house we almost bought at 1100 S Xavier. We won the HUD lottery for an Officer Next Door home but were denied on a technicality--long story. Anyway, I don't know why I am thinking of this home, but remind myself I am much better off where we are and it's foolish to be thinking of it since the car was far more likely to be stolen from that home!

05.15.09
This evening the police found my car abandoned in an alley at the 1200 South block of Utica, 3 blocks from the house we nearly bought. It is in the city impound now and I can pick up tomorrow.

05.16.09
Josh took me to the impound and the car doesn't look as bad as I had expected. It will be assessed but should be repairable. I am concerned about what papers may have been in the car at the time of the theft since all contents were stolen. Goodbye Patty Griffin CD, Goodbye new Sam Phillips CD. Goodbye $500 deductible.

SHORTLY THEREAFTER...
My car will be fixed by a local body shop that I found when I had a fender bender due to a stupid incident that we aren't discussing. (Notice it went completely unmentioned above.)

After it arrives, I get a call from the body shop. suggesting I come down to the shop with a digital camera. After removing the fender, they have iscovered that despite a clean Carfax report, this car is a "rebuilt wreck." Bondo everywhere in the back end. I'm too tired to do anything about anything. Randy takes some pictures. We aren't sure what recourse we have.

JUNE 2009
Well, I got my car back but it took 3-4 weeks by the time all is said and done.

Despite my turning down rental coverage, in the case of theft, USAA covers me for up to $30 a day for a rental car. What a lifesaver. I had no idea that I was covered, or that it would take so long to get my car back. I almost bonded with the red rental Chevy Cobalt. I tried to get the rust colored Kia Rio at first because I figured it would be the least desirable thing to steal, but alas, someone had smoked in it. In the end, no one really wanted the Cobalt either.

ME & THE HONDA NOW:

They left a scratch or two on one panel--barely noticeable and did not replace the cloth in the trunk. This saved me a few hundred dollars. Also, in a bizarre twist of fate, the pink pillows that Randy has wanted me to throw away for ages and that I kept forgetting to bring in after Melanie's birthday party turned out to have a ridiculous replacement value, which further offset the deductible. Thank you Urban Outfitters for having obscene prices on floor pillows.

Somewhere along the way, I got a postcard from our local police telling me that they were closing the case with no suspects. I am pretty sure I know who totalled my CRV and that there are telltale fingerprints on my Civic's steering wheel which might reveal the thieves' identity, but of course, there are bigger fish to fry in the city of Denver.

LESSONS LEARNED:

-DPD doesn't really care who stole my car, but eventually, and sadly, these kids will probably find their way to Randy for some other reason.
-Always leave something of high replacement value that you might have thrown out anyway in your trunk to offset your deductible in the event of accident or theft.
-Do not trust Carfax alone. Take a potential car purchase to your local body shop for further investigation.
-A car is just stuff, after all, so don't get too attached.
-NEVER forget to put the club on the car!

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

Rainbow Music Hall...RIP

I had to laugh when I read this quote by a concert-goer in a newspaper article. To set it up, Bob Dylan had recently converted to Christianity. The year was 1980 and this was his first tour post-conversion. Dylan was only doing his new Christian songs when one frustrated fan yelled:

"Hey Bob, Jesus likes the hits too!"

I saw Dylan once, and he didn't speak one word to the audience. It was at Fiddler's Green amphitheater in the suburbs of Denver and the only reason I went was because the Alarm was opening. Have I mentioned that I love the Alarm? Well, now Fiddler's Green, like so many other corporately named venues is called Coors Amphitheater, and as Dylan himself said, "the times they are a changin'"

I missed the article in the Rocky Mountain News, which ran right before that paper went belly-up, which tells of the end of the Rainbow Music Hall. The Rainbow Music Hall has been a Walgreens for about 20 years now, but in the 1980s it was the best place to see a show in Denver, and despite the sadness of it being a Walgreens, at least the building was there, thesign remained, and when I drove past, I could smile and wave at the stripey concrete dated design and remember the good times there.

Yesterday, as I was driving to Melanie's to watch American Idol, I was dismayed by this sight:



Yep, that's what has become of my beloved Rainbow Music Hall...My first moshpit...the place where I caught Steve Taylor's drummer's drumstick, then later joined a band with the guy who caught the match...the place where I caught the 10 of diamonds at the Alarm show, then dated the guy who caught the nine of diamonds in San Francisco, where I nearly got smothered to death at a Midnight Oil show...the place where I camped on the sidewalk for good seats, skipping college classes for my music education, where I bribed fellow fans who camped on the sidewalk with pizza from my college waitress job so I could be smashed against the stage alongside them when my work hours didn't allow me to sleep side by side with them.

Check out all of this rock and roll history made at the Rainbow--maybe you were there for some of it. If so, please share.

http://www.rockymountainnews.com/news/2008/mar/11/the-last-waltz-for-site-of-rock-history/

I don't know how to wrap it up except to say that driving past the corner of Evans and Monaco will always be a bittersweet thing for me. Good times. Rest in peace, Rainbow Music Hall.

Thursday, April 30, 2009

Can you say stoopid?


I don't know much about the swine flu. In fact, I had to look up the meaning of pandemic today to make sure I understood it.

pan⋅dem⋅ic   [pan-dem-ik]
–adjective
(of a disease) prevalent throughout an entire country, continent, or the whole world; epidemic over a large area.


I do, however, know the meaning of the word contagious, and I got a better than passing grade in math. Actually, I got straight A's in math. I was a nerd. I was in gifted classes, but that is not the point of this blog.


Seriously...how does this work out?

Swine flu is suspected of killing more than 150 people in Mexico and sickening over 2,400 there. WHO has confirmed 105 cases in seven countries, not yet including Germany. Over half of those are in the United States, but Mexico is the only country where deaths have been confirmed.
-Fox News (4/29/09)

"At this point, (health officials) have not recommended a border closing," he said. "From their perspective, it would be akin to closing the barn door after the horses are out, because we already have cases here in the United States."
-President Obama (4/29/09)

It seems to me that if I had a few horses get out of the barn, but several horses were still "containable," I'd shut the damn door. It seems to me that if there are thousands of cases bordering us to the south, we might want to do a little screening of those we're inviting in (and those sneaking in--ahem!). To be so nonchalant at the borders and airports while every day our government tells us that the threat is growing and spreading throughout the world is slightly infuriating (though I suspect this strain will weaken soon and most of us will be ok regardless), but today the little English freak in me is outraged by this:

-THAT IS ONE STUPID ANALOGY.

Stupid analogies are one of my pet peeves. Boo.

If someone doesn't talk to Obama soon and stop the madness, stupid analogies could persist for four to eight years and spread! If you don't believe me, just listen to all the people now saying "Nuke-you-lar" on AM radio following the Bush presidency.

FOLLOW UP:

A couple excerpt from a CNN article on the spread of swine flu...

(HISTORY REPEATS)

In each of the four major pandemics since 1889, a spring wave of relatively mild illness was followed by a second wave, a few months later, of a much more virulent disease. This was true in 1889, 1957, 1968 and in the catastrophic flu outbreak of 1918, which sickened an estimated third of the world's population and killed, conservatively, 50 million people.

(A COLORADO BORDER CLOSING)

Markel describes a dramatic example in the mining town of Gunnison, Colorado. In 1918, town leaders built a veritable barricade, closing down the railroad station and blocking all roads into town. Four thousand townspeople lived on stockpiled supplies and food from hunting or fishing. For 3½ months, while influenza raged in nearly every city in America, Gunnison saw not a single case of flu -- not until the spring, when roads were reopened and a handful of residents fell sick.

HMMM...SO IT WORKS. BUT IT'S DRAMATIC.

Visit LIFE.com for photographs of the lethal flu pandemic of 1918