Samuel L. Jackson is one of my favorite actors. He looked so good at the Oscars this year! His wife was wearing an amazing diamond necklace that she said was a birthday present! Wow! That was some birthday present! His tux was perfectly tailored and a far cry from the purple velvet misunderstood number he opted for several years back. Even the fashion critics were impressed.

What I especially love about Samuel L. is his ability to play characters that are less than friendly, but be so open and warm in person. I admire his range and his ruthlessness. His list of nominations and great performances is too long to mention. But there is one thing that you cannot fail to mention when you are discussing Samuel L. Jackson, and that is Mr. Quentin Tarantino . This man is an absolute genius! It was this man who brought Samuel L. into the lime light and gave him a place to shine. With his break out role in a racially charged drama, Tarantino helped Samuel navigate the path for longevity, which is uncommon in Hollywood.

His break out role, and by far one of Mr. Jackson’s more poignant roles, was that of Carl Lee in “A Time To Kill”. Jackson plays a black man who kills his daughters’ rapist after he is found not guilty. It is set in Mississippi in the midst of a racially charged time. Mr. Jackson visited local golf clubs during shooting and was surprised to find that racial tension was still present. Find a Nice place to stay and see first hand the history of Jackson Mississippi and the South.

Since his controversial role as Mr. Carl Lee, Samuel L. has been in a variety of superhero, super funny, super great movies! You can always count on being impressed when Samuel L. Jackson is in the line up. Tarantino seems to have a list of favorite actors he enjoys working with. Samuel L. is, of course, at the top of this list and holds company with Bruce Willis, and Uma Thurman.

Well, there are many places to eat as a vegetarian. Many of these restaurants have some great ethnic twists of Indian and Asian cuisine and an be found all over the world. Even if you wonder into a steakhouse, these days, you can find that they will accommodate your needs and serve up some nice veggies and salads for you. Being a vegetarian is a whole life style. It also means that you don’t buy or ware anything that has come from an animal like leather products. I am sure you have heard about the paint bombing of people wearing fur coats and leather jackets. To me, that is sort of the opposite of being a peaceful vegetarian and wouldn’t recommend it but I suppose this is how some people have expressed their feelings about the industry of leather goods.

Cotton is the way to go. Even synthetic fiber wear is better than leather for a vegetarian. Hemp is also a very popular material use for vegetarians. Now people can find eco-friendly products for advertising with logos on it like at Leaderpromos.com. These products are not only saving animals they are meant to save the planet too. They even have a great selection of biodegradable mugs that are supposed to degrade in a managed landfill with in 5 years. There are some nice handcrafted wear at Tinctoria made for men and women in current style of today. Some people think of hemp baggy pants and shirts when they think of vegetarian styles but this is no longer true. Now there are more companies making more form fitting outfits with all sorts of non animal based fabrics.

So current times are a good time to be a vegetarian. There are many more options that fit your lifestyle like great cookbooks and restaurants as well as fashionable clothing.

Fremont is an infinitely cool place to be.  It has an amazing history, as one of the California towns that’s seen a lot of influx of people coming to escape adventures in the world at large, and making new adventures here.  The 1960s were a colorful time, but ultimately enormously tumultuous, too.  There are many vestiges of it here, in the buildings, the ephemera, and in the people’s minds.  You don’t have to be interested in the events of 40 years ago, but it might help to make some sense of the place.  There are also plenty of other things to do, with distractions and attractions that will make for a lovely time.

Hotels here are very nice, specializing in comfort and hospitality that are hard to beat anywhere else.  There is always an ambience of relaxation, of a pace of life that’s more natural, along with a remarkably cosmopolitan sensibility.  This is not a place that history passes by, but one where the citizens are dedicated to making a good place to live.  There are plenty of signs that the community is very alive and active, with an arts festival that brings a steady supply of people from San Francisco over.

Then there’s also the ubiquitous presence of Jerry Garcia.  This was one of the Dead’s favorite stomping grounds, and there is a strong sense of history here for the band whose ouvre became a long anthem to a new culture.  Complete with long jams and exceptional solos.  It’s a difficult thing to speak of for some, who still get choked up about his passing, and it’s a bone of contention for others who would rather forget the whole thing, but for the rest of us, it’s a wedge in the consciousness to remind us of a latent possibility to make something better.

As a kid, I had a great affinity for trains, no matter what the size.  I loved especially the miniature railroads that are designed with children in mind, and one of the best of these is located in another favorite of mine, the city of Austin, Texas.  You’ll find on that city’s southwest side, just east of the Mopac Expressway, and off Barton Spring Road, the Zilker Zephyr Miniature Train.  A part of the concessions at Zilker Park, the train is a pleasant diversion for parents and their kids, running on a narrow-gauge, light rail track, which leisurely takes you and your family along scenic Barton Creek and Austin Town Lake.  The train departs every hour at the top of the hour on weekdays and every half-hour on weekends, as long as the weather allows, and only costs a few dollars.

You can bring food and drink onboard, which you can purchase at a nearby concession stand.  The train itself circles a large field in the park, comes round the river and then back again.  There’s a number of ducks and geese and plants native to central Texas, which you can point out to kids as you go.   You may want to note that parking can be hard to find on a weekend, and that part of the ride may be in the sun.  Definitely bring a hat.  If you’re traveling, check into one of the fine Austin hotels and come have one of the best miniature train rides in Texas.

If you’ve never been to Austin before, you should have a great time, just exploring the city’s natural environment, from Zilker Park and the Barton Springs Pool, to Austin Town Lake.  At dusk, you can watch over a million bats fly from under the Congress Avenue Bridge.  Depending on the age of your kids, this can be a fascinating and thrilling experience.  Take your time, though, and get to know this wonderful city.

A window opening always sounds the same in any city, and it doesn’t seem to matter much if the time of year makes it cold or hot, it still opens in the same direction.  We speak of things that are important here, and our lives sometimes intertwine in unexpected ways, but the mornings are always the best times for seeing ghosts.  In the night, we are too worn and hungry to be able to ask the really necessary questions, and we let doubts slide, even when we are pretending to be strong and know everything there is to know.  Mornings are the times when the ghosts who are not afraid to be seen come out, or stay out from the night before.

There are places to stay, where hotels in DC can open up a kind of window, a metaphorical window, onto a morning that is simply understood with scents of hospitality and graceful touches.  There are places we stay when we are visiting to get to know the city in all of its inside outs, and to begin to open up other notions of living with unsettled spirits.  These spirits are not as worn out as we may have once thought.  They come back to life when they are recalled, and this is why we sometimes bring flowers to the cemetery, so that we might recall, and help turn an autumn back to spring.

These eyes are windows on a world, these moments are windows on a moment in a day, and this hand is learning how to close.  It is the first season for learning how to close, and it was not easy until someone advised using a little salt, and a little bit of the water from under the bed.  When my throat begins to close, I think I may have pushed too hard, but I always wake up with more than I started with.  This morning was stamped with a trail of salt by our bed, that lead toward something we could not see.  When we were younger and not so smart, we would have followed the trail, but this morning, there are too many spirits that are up in arms to be so reckless.

On a recent trip to San Diego, California I had more than a great time. In fact, you might even say the trip changed my life. And that’s a bit of a laughable dramatic statement I also believe that it might be true. Might isn’t the word, it is true and here’s say. I went with my good friend Carl who had agreed to teach me how to surf. His cousin owns a great condo on the beach and Carl house-sits for him every summer while his cousin is on vacation. Well, he was recently asked to fly out for a weekend because his Cousin had a business trip to go on and wanted to Carl to take care of his new puppy. Carl invited me to go with him, and while that’s not something I would normally pass up I was scheduled to work that weekend and it took some major negotiation to get it off. Meanwhile, to kind of up that anti, as if a free trip and great accommodations, after all I couldn’t find a cheaper San Diego hotel Carl promised to teach me how to surf while we were there.

So, that’s actually not the most interesting part, though it is certainly associated with it. It turns out that I really didn’t catch on well to surfing, well maybe it’s because I didn’t end up getting much of a chance. While Carl was giving me a demonstration, a quite impressive one by the way, I sat on the beach and watched. As I was sitting there on my towel a little brown dog came running up to me with a leash dangling behind. I talked to the dog and petted it so that it would stay with me until I saw some sign of a leash less hand and worried face. That didn’t take long and not only was the approaching face worried it was also beautiful.

The owner of the dog and beautiful face is named Paul and he and I started talking while he thanked me for grabbing Pooch, if you can believe that’s what he named his dog. We seemed to hit it off immediately and then he mentioned that he had an extra ticket for The Old Globe’s production of a new musical called Whisper House. Well, I didn’t whisper my response though I also tried not to sound too eager. Meanwhile I forgot all about Carl and walked off to get some coffee and pastry with Paul and Pooch. We had a great conversation and I had wonderful time at the theatre. It turns out that Paul has a time-share in San Diego and visits frequently. Thanks to Carl’s cousin I can visit whenever I want as well. Paul and I talk on the phone regularly and of course email everyday. I don’t know where it will lead but I’m certainly willing to follow the possibilities.

Anyone who’s ever seen in a movie set in New York City knows the sights to see once they arrive: The Empire State Building, Central Park, Broadway, Times Square, the Statue of Liberty.  How often, though, have you seen the Seaport District pop up onto film?  How often do movie characters wind up outside the South Street Seaport Museum?

The short history of the area is as follows: The Schermerhorn family purchased what’s known today as the Seaport District in the 18th Century.  In the early 19th Century, the family built a series of buildings known as Schermerhorn Row.  This brought together a number of merchants, providing a thriving business.  Once the 20th Century arrived, however, the area fell into neglect and much of these buildings were about to be demolished in the 1960s.  Concerned citizens came together and fought to preserve the Seaport; they purchased a number of the buildings and thus kept the Seaport District alive.  The South Street Seaport Museum now helps to provide necessary funds to maintain and gentrify the area.   They succeeded.  Today, this waterfront location has attracted a community, while the Museum reaches out with various exhibits and programs.

Once you arrive in New York and check into the hotels, big or small, come visit the Seaport District, where you’ll find in the museum an exhibit titled, DecoDence: Legendary Interiors and Illustrioius Travelers Aboard the SS Normandie, where you’ll see the interiors of this 83,000 ton and 1,028 foot long French ocean liner, one of the floating palaces of the mid-20th Century.  You’ll see how this ship was made with the best of French decorations, Dupas glass panels, Aubusson carpets, as well as Lalique towers of light.  The first class restaurant alone sat 700 guests and contained Lalique chandeliers.  It’s a look at luxury from a vanished age.

I came to Seattle on the Empire Builder, I had to travel across 5 States where the scenery changed wildly from desert wastelands to farmlands, to cold snow covered mountains to verdant green valleys. It was an incredible journey on the train, especially being able to sit on the observation car to witness the dramatic land changes.

Seattle is so much better than what I expected, so much so, I extended my stay here. Initially, I was only going to spend the day here checking out Pike Street Market, but I ended up staying the night. It was easy to find a coffee shop with free Wi-Fi here in Seattle, yes just a little humor, and I found this hotel on line at this site http://www.hotelseattle.net, and was able to book a room that day! It was great!

My arrival here was so easy, so much better than my arrival in Chicago. As I said, my journey here was fascinating, plus I got in a little bit of reading and did some blog postings and generally chill. Speaking of chill, as I stepped off the train, I could see my breath, which is a good sign that it’s cold, and I wasn’t looking forward to putting on my winter clothes, but by the time I checked into my hotel, it began to warm up, so much so, I got to shed one layer of clothing before I headed out the the Market.

Pike Place Public Market is wondrous, strange and a treasure. I really enjoyed the fish market next to the entrance; fishmongers throw their fish over the heads of all the shoppers, a  great display of flying fish. What was interesting were the other fishmongers who don’t toss their fish around, they just sit around in hopes someone will come by to buy fish, but personally, I’d rather buy fish being tossed about in the air over my head, nothing like eating flying fish.

Well, on to Los Angeles, then to New Orleans!

There are many activities in which to take part when one first lands in the Indonesian city of Jakarta.  Some travelers will find that shopping or night-clubbing is their ideal way to experience the city, which is true to an extend.  The social, political and cultural history of a city or a country however, is best captured in a walk through the art museums. All of the arts, be they the performing arts of music and theatre, or the visual arts provide an in depth look into the people and their history, must more so than spending all of one’s time in the trendy and hip bars and discos.

One of the most public and most noticeable pieces of the evidence of the history of Jakarta is located on the streets, in the architecture of the office buildings and the apartment houses.  Fine hotels offer historical luxury, of which many may be found online here.  For a modern look at the current artistic vibe of the city, one will want to head over the Arts Hub of the city, the Taman Ismail Marzuki Center.  This is a multi-arts complex which houses a variety of the arts, from music and dance, to film and street performers, and from the traditional to the contemporary.

The entrance of the center is guarded by Ismail Marzuki himself, or a likeness of him rather.  Marzuki was an incredibly respected and well loved Indonesian musician.  The Jakarta Institute for the Arts is located within the center, the only college of its kind in all of Indonesia, the first one dedicated to the study and the practice of visual and performing arts.  This is too, the location of the Jakarta Planetarium, combining the arts of the heavens with the arts of the earth.  It is quite possible to spend the entire day walking through the center, having a taste of the cuisine of the country, the spirits, and the conversations found in the cafes and the bars.  This is not only a tourist attraction, but a meeting place for the local artists, a place to feel the history, and to see history being made.

Years ago, I had a commission for a painting.  The man who commissioned the painting, lived in New Jersey.  He wanted a large painting, to include his four children, three sons and one daughter.  Large paintings are expensive to ship, and as I had a friend in New Jersey, I decided to fly out, buy the canvas and supplies there, and paint.  Shipping me to New Jersey via United Airlines, was far less costly than shipping a three foot by four foot canvas via UPS, go figure.  I planned to take each and every Sunday off, and head into the city of New York, to explore-to find inspiration-and to eat some very fine Italian food. 

I had been wanting to go to the neighborhood of Little Italy for as long as I could remember.  I went online and found a different hotel for each of my Sunday night visits at http://www.4starhotelsnewyork.com. One night in Soho, one night in the East Village (of course), one night close to Central Park, and one night in the borough of Brooklyn.  I wanted to feel like a bohemian, I wanted to feel what it was like to simply follow one’s own nature, one’s soul calling if you will.  I had remained in one place for far too long, finding inspiration from books and documentary television shows. 

In those four Sundays, I found what was necessary for me to finish the commission, and found so much more.  It was the beginning of my own personal tradition of a Month of Sundays.  The art galleries of Chelsea and Soho, the street musicians and artists of the East Village and the character of the people in Brooklyn brought me back to Manhattan for many years to follow.  Next month I celebrate my 74th birthday, and a few days after that I will return once again to the city of New York, for my first one woman show. 

This trip will not however be simply a month of Sundays.  It will be a full month.  And yes I will wear fashionable square, black rimmed glasses, but I will leave the classic black beret hat and turtleneck shirt to those waiting for their first show.  They need those accessories after-all, to prove perhaps that they do have artistic and bohemian blood running through their veins, but for me…that kind of thing is no longer necessary, as I do, finally have a one woman show on the island of Manhattan.

There’s a lot of concerts that are worth missing, and there are occasionally shows that you just can’t miss, but then there are shows that you don’t hear about until much later, and wish you’d seen them so much that it’s almost as if you were there, anyway.  That’s the kind of sentiment that few bands can evoke, and TV on the Radio is certainly among these, if not at the very top.  Their musical output has been tremendous in the past few years, and if you add the multi-tracking together in the mix, there’s hundreds of hours of sound in each album.

Their show in Central Park last summer was one that I would have had every intention of seeing, if I’d only known about it.  But I can’t blame anyone but myself.  It was a weird year, there was this girl, and then there were problems with my bike, and there are lots of reasons why I couldn’t read the listings.  But if you’re traveling to New York and looking for a hotel, Central Park is a great location to search, just because bands like this might happen to be playing.  There are plenty of other reasons, but this is the only one that comes to mind right now.

This is probably still completely connected with that girl, for me, because we first listened to TV on the Radio together, and we couldn’t believe what we were hearing.  They still have the same effect on me, when I get the chance to listen to them with the attention they need.  It’s great background music, but when it’s right there playing on your current sate of consciousness, strange currents begin to move through you, and you might forget about what was bothering you a few moments ago, and you might even forget that you’re standing in the rain.

Your room at a modern hotel in the city of Hampton www.hotelshampton.com Virgina, is the only the beginning to a wonderful adventure of all things that fly in the sky and beyond. Located in Hampton are some major research and command centers that have been a major part of the process from a small airplane flying over town to a massive space shuttle flying past the moon. You can start at he Virginia Air and Space Center. It is the visitor center for the NASA Langley Research Center as well as the Langley Air Force Base. This center offers an extensive display of air and space crafts as well as many ways to interact using multi media and gaming technology.
You can get a glimpse of what the men and women of these incredible programs had experienced. You can launch a rocket and get your chance to pilot a space shuttle. You will have the opportunity to see the Apollo 12 Command Module. This module was launched to the moon in November of 1969 and circled the moon 31 times in sixty one and a half hours. You can learn more about the jets we fly everyday across the country and the world. They have a DC-9 opened up and ready for you to get a closer look than you would get by being a passenger in a tiny seat without a movie. Speaking of movies, there is a 3D IMAX movie theatre and if they don’t have the latest blockbuster hit playing they more than likely have a great movie about flight and space flight. This is the most amazing place to visit. It is a little harder to get tours of the Langley Research Center or the Langley Air Force Base but they have brought all their history to you with this incredible museum.

This is the moment that the two sides come together, for one brief moment, and the moment goes on.  And it goes on.  This begins with a night spent listening to the Jesus and Mary Chain, and ends somewhere on the other side of cowpunk revivals.  This is the moment where the smell of sage and mesquite mix with bus fumes in a testimony to how sweet love can be, and how short the moment is.  This is the moment when the best hotels in Manhattan are all playing the same song at the same time, because someone somewhere decided that the world should play their song at some moment.

This is a story of awkward love in an awkward time, when he was somewhere between bare feet and boots, and she was somewhere in between a tie-dyed decor and a black fingernail.  This is the part of the story where every detail was remembered, but in a different order, and without a sense of balance.  This is the moment when he should have been wearing boots, and should have seen the other punker kid about to step on him.  This is the moment when she decided to make fun of the Grateful Dead girl in her head, while she moved to the Isadora Duncan goth revival.

This is the moment when they both forget the movie song, and the time was wrong, the time was wrong.  This is not an anthem for a new generation, and it’s not an anthem that drips of sentimentality for a generation that passed into the uneasy zone where signs of middle age start to show up whenever the seasons change again.  This is the moment when the boy remembers the girl, when the punk rockers in the city and the hippies in the desert have moved on and become other versions of themselves, stuck somewhere between desire and breathing, and unstuck in some other place that we, the mortals, can never reach.

I spent one holiday season, 1998, in New York City.  I had visited a few times, but never the week preceding Christmas, so there were a few holiday big city traditions that I wanted to experience.  One was to see the tree at the Rockefeller Center, and another was to walk along 5th Avenue, and Madison Avenue…just looking at the window displays.  One of my many misconceptions of the city, was that people would simply be walking by, checking out the windows as they continued on with their last minute Christmas purchases.

This is not the case, as people line up around the corners, and slowly move past the windows.  Window displays in New York City are works of art, and one of the finest artists of this medium in the city, is Barneys.  Along these famous avenues sits not only the iconic stores such as Barneys, FAO Schwarz and Tiffany’s, but many fine restaurants and boutique hotels.  New York during the holiday season provides you with not only the memories of your trip, but with a rich history of all that has happened before, from the “Miracle on 34th Street” to the wearing of an Easter bonnet for the Easter parade.

Whether or not any US citizen has been to New York, we all have “memories of New York”, provided by the entertainment industry, and the vast amount of national icons that exist and reveal a bit about American history as a whole.  The year that I saw the window displays, led me on a search of the past years of displays, all rich with a theme.  2006, the theme of Barneys’ displays was Andy Warhol.  In 2007 the artists created displays that centered around the environment, and in 2008 the theme was simply Peace and Love.

These are not just displays that are intended to draw customers into the building, but displays that really do reflect the times, and the meanings behind those times.  It is a grand gesture that far exceeds commercialized notions.  Christmas 2010, my destination is New York City…for all of it, and for the chance to see what the artists of Barneys will come up with next.

Clive was sweating as he made his final preparations for his flight to Miami for his upcoming audition at the New World Symphony Orchestra. This prestigious establishment is the only one of its kind in the country and it was been Clive’s dream to work with it for many years. He placed his viola in its case for the last time before he left and made a little wish before tucking away and extra set of strings and rosin. If Clive could gain a seat with this orchestra and play with them he was sure he would be able to gain a more permanent position with a major professional orchestra when he was finished.

He had just graduated from Oberlin in Ohio and while he was eager to begin his professional career he was equally interested in gaining as much credit and pre-professional valid experience as was possible. He felt confident as he settled into his room in one of the hotels Miami Florida and wanted to head straight for the beach. However, and is true for most musicians, dedication to his instrument and music always had to come first. His audition was tomorrow and he would devote himself to some quality last minute practice that night before a solid warm up the following day.

The symphony was established in 1987 so it was two years younger than Clive. The purpose of this symphony is not only to provide excellent music but to continue the development of talented young musicians and prepare those who had recently graduated from universities and conservatories for a life in the professional classical music world. It was established in large part through a generous donation from Ted Arison, who is the Carnival Cruise Lines founder. Clive was excited about the different programs the symphony offers and was really hopeful to play in someday in its main venue at the Lincoln Theatre, which is located in the middle of the art deco district of Miami’s South Beach neighborhood.

Echo has been here, once or twice, and her footprints leave white powder tracks.  She can only be found right before it rains, then, and it rains a lot more here than most people expect.  I came to New York to look for her, like so many others, and I came to find her in a mirror at the bottom of a body of water that I will not name here.  It’s in a park, though, and it’s smaller than you would expect, and smaller than rain.  For all the unlikely places where I found evidence of my own twin, New York business hotels have been the most inspiring to me.  If I can find her here, I will find her anywhere.

There is only one night, out of a thousand and one, where I found a mention of her sister.  That was the most exciting clue I’d ever gotten, and I have not seen nor heard any signs of life since that one night.  It look like this.  I am deciding to dress up as if I were Kilgore Trout, going incognito into a room filled with all of my fans.  I don’t recognize a thing, but neither can I see a thing.  My glasses are dark, and mirrored, and worse, mirrored from the inside.  I have to see myself so that I can feel okay.  I have been terrified of disappearing ever since we met.  She’s not an easy lover by any means, and hard to hold her close when she is always unseen.

That’s these days, though, there was a time when things were different.  But today, it’s not different, and I’m looking at my reflection again in the bathroom mirror.  I have to check for myself wherever I go, because I do have a tendency to disappear.  There is someone I know, someone I think I’ve seen before, standing behind me, and he is telling me that her sister is supposed to be coming in tonight, and she might sing.

I tell him that I did not know she had a sister.  He tells me her name is Rhodia.  I never expected any of this, not on a rainy night in New York.

I’m in Manhattan for the first time in my life, what a fantastic place. I had my first taste of the subway system and it was an unpleasant taste, but at lease the cars are air-conditioned. I usually have a good sense of direction, but the New York subway system threw me for a loop. I did manage to find the right station that was not too far from Allans office in midtown. Allan took me to lunch with some other Human Resource guys who were a stitch! We had sushi, once again, a first for me and I loved it! Raw fish! Me! Ha!

Allan managed to take the day off, so he took me to see Grand Central Station, the New York Library and a small little bar where the waitresses were corsets. The temperature was almost 100 degrees, so we did our best to hide from the heat. But, he did have to take me out on the street to see more of NYC and all the skyscrapers. My neck, I feel, is permanently stuck arched towards the sky. I’d never seen buildings so tall. I know I definitely looked like an out-of-towner, but I couldn’t help but look up all the time. The sheer height of the buildings is truly stunning.

We ended up at Times Square and I was again went all ga-ga over all the huge advertising signs. The shimmery shiny billboards were way too much for my mind to take in. I was overloaded, then all of a sudden my mind snapped and all of a sudden I was back to normal again. I must have looked like a total country bumpkin for a few minutes. We stopped in some shops just to cool off, but that’s when the sales people take full advantage of their air-conditioning and try to make sure you don’t leave without buying something. Luckily, Allans a pro at just walking out of shops without a purchase, I just followed his lead. We walked a bit more downtown and came across Macy’s. Allan told me that these department stores are a big deal here because there aren’t shopping malls like the rest of America has, like Los Angeles for example.

We made it back to the subway all sticky and hot. He took me to one of the New York luxury hotels where he had made reservations for me and where we preceded to each take a shower once I checked in. Allan had a previous engagement that night, so he bid me farewell and said he’d meet back up with me tomorrow.  I flopped on the luxurious bed and marvelled about America, especially New York. What a cool country. What a fascinating place!  Too bad New York’s my last stop, I will be daydreaming about my wild six month tour for years and I’ll refer to them as the best time of my life.

The Centennial State, Colorado, has seven other states along it’s borders. It has Utah on the west border, Wyoming to the north along with parts of Nebraska, Kansas to the East, and then along the south you can enter in from Oklahoma, New Mexico and Arizona. This state has so many types of terrain from sand dunes on the east side to high mountain tops of the west side. Deep forest lands and prairies on the north side and high desert mountains on the south side of the state. It is truly a wonderful state to spend time in no matter when you go.

Visitors can pick one of the many hotels Colorado has waiting for them to start their journey. They can find their way to the top of Mount Elbert which is the highest peak standing at 14,440 feet. Or they can find themselves at the lowest point of 3,281 feet. The climate ranges in temperatures from four below in the winter depending on where you are to ninety six degrees in the summer, which also depends on where you are. Be careful if a thunderstorm arrives. Colorado is a leading state in deaths by lightning. I suppose that is the price to pay for being so close to the clouds.

There are some Ancient Pueblo Native ruins left in the hills of the mountains. The Ute Nation was the Native Americans that stayed around the area. The Arapaho Nation and the Cheyenne Nations moved further west. But there are still some points of interest to see from the Native American communities. You will find plenty of art festivals featuring their work in baskets, blankets and jewelry. It is rather interesting if you take the time to learn about the state, how many times it was turned over. The U.S. gave it up for the purchase of Florida from Spain in 1819 with the Adams-Onis Treaty. Mexico got it when they won independence from Spain but then gave it back to the U.S. after the Mexican-American War which was laid out in the Treaty of Guadalupe Hildalgo in 1848. Then of course the Mormons of Deseret staked their claim to the area. But that area is now called Utah. It is a fascinating state with many things to do and discover.

I vote moving into one of the Saas Fee hotels for a whole season. If I run out of money than I will just have to wash some dishes. Anything to be able to walk outside and say to myself,”Wow, How did I get here?” It would be like living in a dream every single day. No matter what sorts of troubles there were in life there was always a breath taking view to make you feel better. I am sure you could meet the locals in like a day so there could be a kind word or two from them as well. Yup! With all the mountain activities to do how could you get bored. Think of the great shape you would finally be in if all there was to do was hike and ski and breath.

Make your rounds to some of the other neighborhoods to branch out your friendships. Near by you have Saas-Balen, Saas-Grund and Saas-Almagell. From any of these little towns you can find your self doing all sorts of activities. The local glaciers on Dom and Allalinhorn keep the winter sports going all year round. Which is fine with me. I am the odd ball who like winter most of the year. Visitors can take part in some skiing, snowshoe trekking, ice climbing and canyon climbing. There are plenty of lifts to get you to the start of any down hill experience.

What do you do in town itself? Well there is plenty of restaurants and nightclubs to go grab a hot tot-tie in. There are even some modern restaurants like the highest revolving restaurant in the world. There are lots of ways to get around but you wont get to do it in a Ferrari. There are no cars allowed accept the garbage trucks. But never fear you will be able to catch tram or small electric vehicle to get around the area. If you really do decide to move to Saas-Fee you can go back to school. There is a great European Grad School here too. Well, I’m in.

Thirty miles outside of Boston, you’ll find Pawtucket Falls and the site where Pennacook Indians lived, fishing and growing crops, but when settlers from Europe arrived, sometime in the late 1600s, there was a need for more food than what the local means of agriculture could provide, so eventually two canals were built, Pawtucket and Middlesex, opening the path for various glassworks and mills, both saw and spinning.

The city of Lowell was founded in 1820, but begun by Francis Cabot Lowell, when he turned created power from the waterways and turned the textile industry on its head.  Boott Mill was the first textile mill Lowell built, and it’s now a part of the Lowell National Historical Park, where a number of these early days have been preserved for future visitors.  Lowell is also considered the first American factory town; when the Great Depression hit over a century later, the area fell on hard times, but today, there’s a number of sports teams and revitalization to the old mill buildings.  Lowell has had a rebirth as a tourist town, a national park, and a city filled art galleries, boutiques and restaurants.

If you make this place a vacation destination, you’ll see that the hotels Lowell offers its traveling public are among the best available, and you’ll find great views of the Merrimack River.

The museums offer an excellent history of the lives of the people who used to work in the first factory town, but if you’re looking for Pawtucket Falls, you may not find exactly what you’re expecting.  The name of the falls means “Great Falls,” and the waterfall and rapids dropped 32 feet in under a mile; however, the falls impeded travel along the river and the new settlers to the area built the canals, which allowed Lowell’s residents to use hydropower, running the various textiles factories through a canal system.  In the 1820s, a dam was built at the head of the falls in 1820 and again twenty years later in the 1840s.  You can still see the work of that last expansion — a stone dam that channels much of the Merrimack River into the canal, which is why the Pawtucket Falls today are dry, although, when heavy water flow comes over the dam, the falls exist again, if only for a little while.

I didn’t know much about Tenerife, except I thought the weather would be warmer than London, not much of an achievement, but it is certainly welcome. Without doing much research before hand, I packed my bathing suit, tank tops, hiking clothes and plenty of sunscreen. I remember when I visited the beach in Mexico and got a not so desirable 2nd degree sunburn.

Tenerife is a very developed island, and despite the mega-resorts working their way up the mountain sides, there were plenty of places that still retained their natural beauty. I spent my first day relaxing poolside at my airport hotel, (fom swiftrank) under an umbrella and had almost a half a bottle of SPF 40 on my skin. I spent the 2nd day exploring Tenerife’s volcanic interior. The trip up the mountain not only gave me a spectacular view of the ocean, but also the various climates of Tenerife. While I was at the lower elevation, the terrain resembled the Arizona desert, complete with cactus and rocky, dry land. As I went higher, I suddenly found myself in the alpine country. I was surrounded by pine trees and the air was thinner. When I descended into the volcano, It was like the Grand Canyon meets Haleakala hardened lave rock formations. I spent only a couple of hours hiking around and exploring through the trails of Teide National Park. The parks prehistoric beauty was awe inspiring and it’s natural beauty was a nice contrast to the resort-packed beach front. It was a most refreshing day trip.

My third and last day here, I drove up the coast to Los Gigantes, it’s a town at the base of a beautiful rock cliff. I walked around town and watched the wildlife, mostly crabs and fish in the harbor. The cliffs were stunning. I then headed back to my hotel. I really enjoyed my weekend and I was so happy to have explored the other parts of Tenerife besides the poolside lounge chair. Spain was the perfect weekend get away for me.

Getting married in Singapore is easy and simple once you understand the requirements, rules and information for weddings and marriages in Singapore. Once you have these down, then it will be a breeze to pick a wedding venue Singapore offers its newlyweds.

Everything you need to know about getting married in Singapore is available on-line at the Registry of Marriages (ROM). Any marriage taking place in Singapore, and a few that don’t, must be registered with the ROM. Here are a few tips on how to do that:

First, choose your location: If you plan to have the solemnisation outside of the ROM, then you must choose your own solemniser. If you don’t know of one, you will find a list of authorised officiates on the ROM website; they all work on a voluntary basis.

Second, you need to file a notice of your intended marriage. To do this, you need a valid passport and you must meet the same eligibility requirements that citizens do. You will also need to include the details of your two witnesses in you application. At least one of you must have been a resident in Singapore for at least 15 days before filing a notice of marriage. Regardless of citizenship, this rule applies to all. The earliest you may solemnise your marriage is 21 days from the date of application and the latest is 3 month.

Third, when your application is successful, both of you are required to go to the ROM on the date and time specified, there’s usually three days before solemnisation, for verification of documents and administration of statutory declaration.

Last, your Solemensation: this is your actual wedding ceremony, the place where you’ll be saying you ‘I do’s’ and receive your marriage certificate.

Marriages that take place in Singapore are recognised in most countries, but it is wise to check with your embassy and make sure if it is legal in your home country.

One of the aspects that drew my husband and I to the notion of a wedding in Singapore, is something that we had held deeply in our hearts, and that is that through the four thousand years of the history of the city of Singapore, artists from various cultures have contributed to the one sole collective, the one sole-and soul-feeling.  That is the great respect and love that the Chinese have for nature.  This is reflected in all mediums of visual art, be it in the works on fine silk scarves, to the teapots, to the calligraphy on very delicate rice paper.

We discovered that the Yong gallery in the Singapore neighborhood of Chinatown had a collection of the works of a calligraphy master, Yong Cheong Thye.  We had our wedding in the Singapore Botanic Gardens. And since Singapore was our destination for our honeymoon, and we were already there, the honeymoon began before the wedding did so we were relaxed and standing in a garden of flowers and in love.  We did not have a large reception, just a brief gathering with a bit of food and tea, and he and I decided that for that night, we would take a trishaw tour through Chinatown, which was known to make a stop at the Yong Gallery.

We had to meet the master who had inspired our beautiful day, and we wanted him to be a part of that, a part of the rest of our lives.  We reached the gallery, still in our wedding attire,  which created a bit of attention.  We spoke to the master of love of expressing the deeper meanings of life through his art, of his days of training at the Nanyang Academy of Fine Arts, about botanical gardens, nature, and true love.  He then took the time to create two red fans, one with my name and one with my husband’s, and as he handed them to us he thanked us.  Tears welled up in my eyes, I’m just like that, and we thanked him.  We made plans to come back the following year to see the master, and we headed out, headed out to the streets of Chinatown, and to the streets that will make up the rest of lives.

The city of Singapore originated in 1819 as a trading post and port for the spice route.  Over the years, it has developed into one of the world’s major cities, and it keeps evolving from the city center to the Singapore marina.  The Marina Bay lies near the southern section of Singapore and East of the city’s core.  Recently, in 2004, a man-made bay was formed, separating the marina from the open sea and creating a fresh-water reservoir.  The name “Marina Bay” is associated, largely, with the development around Marina Mall and to the area’s many restaurants.  Even more recently, in a bid to bring prestige to the area, the Marina Bay hosted car racing, specifically the Singapore Grand Prix, and a Formula One Race.

The Grand Prix races reach back in origin to auto races in the 19th Century, in 1894 France.  While beginning as a race from one town to another, it became a matter of endurance, not only for the car, but for the driver, too.  Competitive drive and creativity saw the speeds of the race increase, over 100 miles per hour.  In the early days of the race, this caused a number of accidents, but today the Grand Prix has become known as formula racing, and Formula One is the modern version of this century old tradition, using a specific type of car: a variety of open-wheeled, motorized sports vehicle that seats a single person.   Because of this history, the Formula One World Championships are all still named a Grand Prix.

The idea of bringing a Formula One race to Singapore started in 2007.  Emphasis was placed on the idea that this should be a night race, the first ever in the Grand Prix history, accommodating the audience in Europe.  Approved in May, the Grand Prix construction started in August.  A number of new preparations went into the race because of its night schedule: 1600 light projectors, affixed above the track.  The lights were four times as intense as a regular football stadium.  The night schedule also changed the rhythms and time of the drivers and race teams; they wouldn’t start work until the afternoon, then stay up until four a.m. the following day, waking up at noon, to repeat the process.

The race itself was considered a success by the international media, bringing attention to Singapore’s Marina Bay.  The first Grand Prix to take place at night drew an estimated audience of four hundred million people world wide.

Australia is a wonderful place for touring, where you can see a new country, enjoying the natural views and taking in the energies of a new city.  Sydney is not new by any means, but it often feels like it.  There’s always something exciting going on here, and something that travelers of all ages can enjoy.  It’s got an extremely metropolitan feel, while also being close to some of the most gorgeous natural areas.  It’s amazing, and it continues to unfold, so that those who return are often stunned by the new things to see and do.  It offers the best for travelers who are looking for the best.  Sydney hotel accommodations are a lot like the city, with a sumptuous sense of style and the contemporary, but with a great love for the classical as well.

The urban scene is truly spectacular, and it’s sometimes difficult to pull yourself away from the hotel’s fabulous amenities, especially when there’s food involved.  In Australia, the notion of eating like a hunter on a barbecue vacation is really rather overdone, when in fact there is an austerity when meals are involved, and quality certainly counts more than quantity.  It’s easy to enjoy time here, nonetheless, and eating is a fabulous pleasure, and the city life is another pleasure, and then there are many more pleasures after that even.  Like driving perhaps.  Or perhaps like driving while reading Gertrude Stein perhaps, but carefully, carefully.

Driving, and Gertrude Stein, and Sydney, seem to come together quite elegantly in the work or the mind of Heiner Goebbels.  The German composer was born in 1952, and has done the sound for a number of theatrical and musical productions and projects, and has planted himself firmly in the strange grounds between the cutting edge and the classical contemporary.  He’s done a number of projects in Sydney, and perhaps is best known, so far, for his Surrogate Cities, a work that speaks to the city, the city as a metaphor and the city as a real place.  Sydney, like L.A. in the U.S. is known for its car culture, and the musicians playing in the 2003 version of the project, composed in 1994, referenced this throughout the work, in a very lively, improvisational, and relevant piece of work that was not about Gertrude Stein, but could be, and should be, or perhaps not that even.

Madrid Spain has some different theories around how it was named. The legend says that Ocno Bianor who was the son of King Tyrrhenius of Tuscany and Mantua, named this amazing city Metragirta or Mantua Carpetana. Others say that the city was first named Ursaria which means land of bears in Latin. Apparently there was a large population of bears in the area back in the day. The bears made their stay for all these years in a permanent logo. You can see the bear with the strawberry tree on the city emblem. The emblem has been unchanged since the Middle Ages. It is defiantly a historical gem.

Now, most people believe that the name of the city actually comes for the 2nd Century BC. There was a settlement along the banks of the River, Manzanares, created by the Roman Empire.  The name of the first village was believed to be named after the river it sat along, Matrice. At one point, the Germanic Sueves came to take over the territory, and the Roman Empire could not defend there claim so it fell into the hands of the Visigoths. They hung onto it until the 7th century Islamic conquest came.

The Iberian Peninsula once again had a name change. Mayrit it became, which is a combination of the Arabic word Mayra meaning giver of life and the Roman suffix (it) which means Place. This is were the modern name Madrid morphed from, the name Matrit. What is in a name? So many civilizations that have come and gone from this now thriving city. So much history that is left across the area. So many people who come from all over the world to stay in one of the best Madrid hotels and learn of the cities wondrous history.

The Beijing Opera is true reach back into ancient times. This Opera is considered the grandest in all of China. It is the largest and most developed. It is been giving hundreds of shows each year for a 160 years. It has been the true leader in Chinese Opera giving this dramatic art many of it’s first in repertoires and artists. There has been many influences that have made it to the shows. The main influence come from the Huiban  drama of the 18th century. They follow a rather strict guideline to how they prepare, organize and present each show.

These Opera’s are a combination of four different talents. All performers must be able to sing, speak, dance and do martial arts. All together, these mediums create the whole picture and convey the whole story being told. There are a few elements of the Opera. Sheng, Dan and Jing are some of the character categories that play. Sheng, is the name of the male characters, such as, Lao Sheng. Lao Sheng is the name of a male character who is middle-aged. Dan, is the female common name. Huadan is the little girl character who is the low society child. Jing, is the usually male characters who often play the villain or other unique role.

Lianpu, is the name of the dramatic face paint that this Opera is known for. It is called the picture of hearts. It is created to exaggerate the moods and emotions of the character so the audience will not have any question who the character represents in the story. There are particular formats followed in the face painting. The paint around the eyes, cheeks and forehead are often fanned out like butterfly wings. The colors used vary depending on who the character is and what they want to represent. Red means loyalty, Black means honesty, White signifies cattiness. There are many more names of the Beijing Opera, and one could spend a while learning about the many properties that make up this wonderful production. Learn a little bit and then check into one of the five star Beijing hotels and get over to the Opera house for a fantastic show.

Traveling in Australia is always a pleasure, and no matter where you come from, there is always a fascinating blend of the unusual and the familiar.  This is, in large part, due to its complicated history, where many civilizations exist simultaneously.  It’s also close enough to southeast Asia that there are reciprocal influences in art and culture that are visible all over the country.  Melbourne is one of its most vivacious cities, with a very appealing heartbeat that speaks of multiple cultures, and multiple ideas about the good life.  As a guest here, you’ll certainly find the good life in Melbourne.  5-star hotels are a fantastic way to begin the adventure in luxury.

The best hotels make it difficult to leave, because the amenities are so attractive and appealing, so you might want to factor that in if you have a particularly busy agenda.  It’s worthwhile to spend a day enjoying the spa, the workout room, the pool, the in-room entertainments, not to mention the spectacular food offered by the world-class chefs that work here.  You get the idea.  You and your guests will be very pleased, and there’s even more to see in the city itself.  With so much exciting energy here, and artists ready and willing to collaborate across borders, there are some excellent works that speak to local vision opened outward.  You can see some of the reciprocal influences between countries in the work of not yet it’s difficult.

This is intensely physical theatre with heavy doses of multi-media, and not yet it’s difficult has been presenting extremely interesting works of performance and installation to Melbourne since 1996.  Under the direction of David Pledger, the works are often company-created, or created in conjunction with the other companies they work with, to make provocative new works of performance.  Their recent Strangeland, with Korean dance-performance group wuturi, was an amazing investigation into the primal.  They’ve also worked with Malaysia’s Instant Cafe Theatre, among others, and have been taking their fantastic spectacles on the road.

After taking the night bus from Madrid, I finally arrived in Barcelona around 6am. The bus ride was decent and luckily, there were no snoring people on the bus! I walked to the Metro station and caught the car going to Verdaguer, which is the nearest stop to where I was booked at one of the Barcelona boutique hotels. I was greeted very warmly by the staff, which made me feel very welcomed and loved.

After I took a small nap, I rented a bike and went on a ride to the park that was near the Arc de Triumph. I feel bike riding is a good way to catch the atmosphere of the city. Barcelona is amazing. Later that night, I went to a concert being held in the streets, it was a Swedish band, the same band that did a beer commercial for Barcelona. I could barely move, the street was packed with kids, teenagers and their respective parents. After the concert, I heard about a place in Barcelona that has a spectacular view. It was stunning!

The next morning, I woke up a little later than I wanted to, but that didn’t stop me from walking around the city of Barcelona, while on my bike yesterday, I was many places I could just walk to. I walked the La Ramba, through very narrow streets. La Ramba was full of people. Tourists and locals alike, it was a really happening place. Then I walked the Board Walk to the beach and I walked to whole length. I just love Barcelona! Especially all the Gaudi architecture, it’s everywhere. I still wasn’t tired, so I went to the Square (can’t remember the name) and there were people building human castles! Crazy! Little children would climb to the top and over and then climb back down. I would be so afraid, but these children, about 5 to 6 years of age had no inhibitions.

Later that night, I went out to dinner, I ate at the Espanya Square and I’m glad I was sitting outside, because there were fireworks! I didn’t know the occasions, but then I didn’t really care, I pretended they were for me, it was Barcelona’s way of saying ‘Thanks’ for visiting us, come back for more.

Huntsville, Alabama is an interesting city with an interesting history and cultural heritage. One of the intriguing elements of this unassuming southern city is that it has been the filming location of various major films and independent features. One of these starred Christian Slater, Martin Sheen and Sharon Stone and is called Beyond the Stars. Huntsville itself was not the setting, but in fact it was the US Space and Rocket Center that starred in the film, though it was actually a stand in for NASA. The scenes that were supposed to take place within NASA were shot in the Huntsville Space and Rocket Center. And while many tourists who visit the city and stay in one of the hotels Huntsville are interested in visiting this facility, most of them are unaware of its Hollywood career.

Beyond the Stars was filmed in 1989 and was directed by David Saperstein, who also wrote it. And while it had three heavy weight star actors, it did not do overly well in revenues and remains on the obscure periphery of all of their careers. Martin Sheen has had a prolific film and television career and is well remembered and respected for his role of Captain Willard in Apocalypse Now. He is also extremely well known and appreciated for his more recent role as President Josiah Bartlet on the West Wing, which was a hit television series. Sharon Stone has been well respected in Hollywood for both her acting talent and incredible sexual appeal. She is also a successful film producer though most of her fans associate her with her roles from Basic Instinct and Casino. She gained greater public notoriety for her role in Basic Instinct though she received higher critical recognition for Casino. She was also nominated for an Academy Award for the film and one a Golden Globe Award. Christian Slater has worked on many films and is highly remembered for his roles in Heathers and True Romance.