College Park Memoirs

I've been in College Park Maryland - a kind of outpost of Washington DC, but in another state for three days now. It has been a real eye opener. We spent yesterday touring the sites of DC - all the monuments and cemetaries. One thing I did not realise was how close the pentagon is to all the monuments and the white house - in fact, its about 1 minute flying time between the whitehouse and the pentagon for a 747, even though they are in different states. So every time an airplane took off from Ronald Regan airport and flew over, it was quite nerve wracking.


The outskirts of DC are kind of - well - square. All the buildings are square and many are red brick in a kind of colonial style. And even the new places are boxes - so South Parkesk in their shape and appearence. Tonight we commuted into town and went to a fantastic restaurant - Maggiano's in DC. The food was fantastic, and even though it was a pretty swish restaurant - it was only about $25 a head. We has vodka gnocchi with tomato and a spinach salad with blue cheese - so nice. We are going back next week.

Tomorrow we are off to Georgetown University, so that will be interesting. Lots of photo's of squirrels the last few days as they are so cute but apparently attack if you get too close.

Three days in S F

Copy of email to Kerry and Grant

I have had 3 days in San Francisco and I
have warmed to the place and its hills.

I keep meeting Aussies of course - this hotel is full of them. Actually it is a great little hotel - very inexpensive but very well kept, nice staff and a fabulous breakfast buffet so you can stock up for the day. Today it was pissing down rain and cold, but cleared this afternoon to a nice sunny but cold day. I walked in the rain to Lafayette park -
which is in the swish part of town near where I am staying, because the guidebook said it had great
views. All I saw was some soggy gum trees and a wet labardour. I walked down to the california st cable car and found on the way my favourite shop in the USA - wholefoods market - it just has organic everything - imagine an organic store the size of the average Coles or Safeway - no coke -
they have their own cola (organic I guess) and lots of nice stuff. You can even buy dinner there and eat it for a very good price. I think I will head there tonight as I suspect the next two weeks might be a little fast food filled.
On my cable car ride, I took the street car and I went down to the castro - which is the gay end of town, very nice spot. Then I went to the SF mueseum of modern art. It was, well, modern. The building is spectacular, but their art besides a few pieces was a little dissapointing. There were
some interactive exhibits which was good. They had a lot of video, and there was two side by side videos of Yoko Ono sitting on stage getting her dress chopped up in little pieces by the audience in
1965 and a more recent encore. That was actually very interesting. I was also a bit tired and not paying attention and I lost my possum fur hat - i think it was whisked away to be an exhibit.
You do notice some subtle differences between LA and San Francisco. Take for example the bums. In LA - they are polite and pretty clean. They have luggage and not shopping carts. They comb their hair when they get up from sleeping in the park in the morning and their clothing is clean. In San
Francisco, the bums are more like bums, they can be a little pushier, they nearly all have shopping trolleys stacked with their belongings, and they stuggle up and down the steep hills here and there.
The other night I stepped around a guy down at the wharf. He was sprawled across the pavement, asleep or unconcious, in fairly grubby condition with an empty bottle and a neatly written sign on cardboard. 'I need a hooker, please help' I'm not sure that is what he need.

Monterey and Pebble Beach

A big day today starting off with getting petrol - took me a while to figure out you have to pre pay here - and set off for the Monterey Aquarium. What a fantastic aquarium. It was set up in the early 1980's with the help of Mr & Mrs Packard of the Hewlett Packard fame with his millions earned from scientific calculators (well I know I donated at least $120 for one back then) and large computers. Well done Packards!

The stunning thing about this place is the otters - there are around 6 in all (all seem to be girl otters) and they are fantastic. They are big - probably about 1.5 metres with tail by my estimation. All are permanent residents due to behavioural problems (they go up to people when released) or health conditions. They did seem quite happy and jolly I must say, and the otter wranglers did appear to do lots of things to keep them entertained.

All of the exibits were outstanding, but the jellyfish were fantastic. Here are some of the Jellies I snapped.

In the afternoon, I hired a bike and road around the 17 mile drive to Pebble Beach - amazing houses and golf courses and fantastic beaches and rocks. Here is one of the tees on the Spanish Bay Golf Links

Day Three -San Luis Obispo to Monterey

A facinating day on the road trip. I started off at 8.00am from San Luis Obispo - a college town. Coffee from the Black Horse- Cafe Latte with an extra shot, but still not real coffee. An nice town, but off to Hearst Castle for my tour. I booked this on boxing day from Port Fairy.

Hearst Castle is quite amazing- full of European gothic and renanance works of art - the most exquisite tapestries I have seen. The money this family had/has is palpable in the buildings and artwork.

Off down the road along the beatiful Californian Coast. A stop off to look at the elephant seals which are almost as long as an average car.

A drive along the coast was most stimulating. I am getting quite used to driving on the wrong side of the road and I have discovered that it is only when I am tired that I find it hard to cope with staying on the opposite side of the road.

Well this is California - the home of self improvement, so I bought a talking book - Jack Kornfield - on Buddhist Psychology to listen to as I travel along. It has been really fruitful to listen to this book - as it has many valuable insights.

The night in the Motel 8 at Monterey - it has free wireless broadband, microwave, fridge, TV and its spotlessly clean. What is more, it is just accross the road from my new favorite shop - Wholefoods Market. Imagine a supermarket full of organic and healthy food, with take home meals, organic beer (I'm drinking a californian organic belgian style beer now) real fruit - fantastic.

Tomorrow - the Monterey Aquarium and in the afternoon, I'm deciding between a bike ride around to Carmel, or a whale watching tour. It is good to stay in one place for more than a day, and I have done most of my travelling with only 110 kms to San Francisco where I will be for three nights including New Years.

Day one LA

A long but uneventful flight – but I probably only got 30 minutes sleep all up. Queues on arrival at immigration – about an hours wait, and then another hours wait at the hire car place. Luckily I rented a GPS – what a godsend. It has taken me a couple of hours of driving around LA – mostly missing turn offs – to learn to drive on the wrong side of the road, but I’m getting quite good at it now, and the GPS (once you get used to it) means you don’t have to worry too much about getting lost. The first hour the poor thing had to constantly re calculate the route to the point where I was cracking up laughing. Luckily, the LA traffic on a Saturday afternoon is pretty laid back
Lunch at Venice Beach – very bohemian. There is probably million dollar properties, but many of them look like beach shacks or stucco. Lots of places for rent on the beach front.
When I got to Santa Monica, I had a flat tire. I pulled into a parking lot and looked everywhere for the jack – in the boot, in the engine compartment. Finally I found the owners manual and found the jack is under the drivers seat. Changing the tire, two guys asked if I needed help after 20 minutes of struggling with the jack and tires. I would have had 20 people ask me If I was moving the car because they wanted my spot, but until those guys came along, no one offered to help or asked me if I was ok.
Checked into my hotel – different, unusual, different – the view out the window is of the airconditioning plant and it sounds like a jet liner. Oh well – I have not been asleep for about 30 hours, so I think I will sleep well tonight.
I walked around the pedestrian mall for 2-3 hours tonight – just amazing. There are expensive boutiques, a million crappy coffee shops, lots of picture theatres. Some things that have struck me so far:
Lots of buskers from the crazys to great guitar players, wrap dancers and dancing jews celebrating chanaka and joined by the wrap dancers

Some sightings and thoughts:

• Lots of dogs in shops - go to the third floor of borders - they are there!


• lots of polite and fairly clean and neat homeless people- perhaps just the santa monica homeless are designer


• lotus taxi


• power yoga


• childrens gyms


• Lots of shops


• the mall is pumping at night - but at 9.00am sunday the only thing full is Dr Dance's studio with the beatiful people


• the jack in a toyota yaris is under the drivers seat


• I love my rental gps - its got me so far otherwise I would still be driving around in LAX


• Sunday morning you dance or yoga in santa monica

the start

The trip has begun, and I have successfully navigated the duty free stores they place as obstacles in the departure lounge without a purchase (although the digital SLR with 2 lenses for $699 was tempting). I'm now armed with fisherman's friends to keep my cold at bay, ear plugs and a new pink highlighter for the lonely planet guide to coastal California which will be my main read on the plane. A special thanks to all those who helped me get organised for the trip - especially Russell who kindly escorted me to the airport via Highpoint ANZ to sort out visa card pins! Next blog should be from the beach somewhere on the West coast!

Community Garden Adventures

A few weeks ago, I got a call from Marc at the Kensington Recreation Centre about the community garden plot that I put my name down for a couple of years ago. I thought I had better take it up the offer as it was the last plot.

My first trip to the community garden revealed that plot 15 was a veritable jungle! Some hard work to clear a little of it, and now it sports some tomatoes and beans. I've dug up and composed with horse poo about 1/5 of the plot. No need to join the gym.

Turns out that having a community garden plot is equivalent to having a puppy! Lots of people talk to you through the fence, and some neighbours have even admitted to community garden envy!

The standard of neatness for community gardens is extremely high, so plot 15 is currently still the most untidy, even though I've spent some time pulling out the undergrowth and clearing the jungle.

It has been very therapeutic to dig over the hard earth and dig in some compost, plant a few things and chat to my new neighbours.

Turns out the queue for the community garden is about 50 people and there are only about 30 plots, so I was quite lucky to get my plot, even if it is a jungle.