left detroit behind
crossed the river
got on the train for a canadian getaway
looking forward.
in iceland, drawing a map on your mail works just as well as an address
iceland is a magical place, where peace reigns and elves dictate where roads can be built and a mcDonald’s burger can end up in the country’s national museum. it’s also the kind of place where if you don’t know the address where you want your mail to go, you can just draw a map, as condé nast traveler reports.
a tourist looking to mail an envelope to a farm in the village of búðardalur in western iceland didn’t know the proper postal address, so instead, the visitor just drew a sketch of the location. the outside of the letter included pertinent details like the town name, descriptions like “a horse farm with an icelandic/danish couple and 3 kids and a lot of sheep” and the fact that “the danish woman works in a supermarket in búðardalur.” the envelope mapped out local highway routes and bodies of water in relation to the farm. it also included a hefty “takk fyrir!,” icelandic for “thank you.” the letter departed from reykjavik, and by the grace of very patient icelandic postal workers, did end up at its intended destination, the hólar farm and petting zoo. it must be quite the place to earn such dedication from its visitors.
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* kemst þó hægt fari.
translation: you will reach your destination even though you travel slowly.
english equivalent: we rode slow, but we ride sure.
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source: Íslands, Landsbókasafn (1980). Árbók. Bókasafnið
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credits: mentalfloss.com-shaunacy ferro, conde-nast magazine, steina matt (image)

Japan’s Hot Tub Rollercoaster Takes Water Parks to a New Level
A city in Japan is teasing plans of the world’s first spa-themed amusement park.
In a concept video, Beppu City on Japan’s Kyushu island showed off an idea for a new “spamusement park.” The video featured visitors at typical amusement park attractions—a carousel, ferris wheel and roller coaster—but instead of seats for each ride, there were hot tubs.
In the video, visitors entered the rides wearing only a towel—which begs the question: Are visitors to the potential site supposed to walk around in wet towels all day? Also: How does the water stay inside the ride and off electrical equipment? And how are we keeping all these rides clean?
Despite many logistical questions, the spamusement park could become reality.
The mayor of Beppu declared that once the video reached 1 million views (a somewhat low bar in 2016 for a video of people in towels riding roller coasters), the city would begin working on the onsen (hot spring) amusement park. The video has been viewed more than 2 million times since it was uploaded last week and the mayor announced in a statement that work has begun. However, it’s entirely possible that the rides shown in the video will not actually happen.
“We are still discussing safety issues, for example, whether we could actually run hot water inside a roller coaster,” a spokesperson for Beppu’s tourist department told The Japan Times. “But the rides will be something fun.”
Beppu is already an onsen tourist destination—there are more than 2,000 hot springs for visitors to choose from. However the city recently launched an initiative to become the “spa city of the world.” Last year, Beppu welcomed 437,764 foreign tourists.
No completion date for the project has yet been announced.
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credits: travel and leisure magazine, cailey rizzo, bravo
it took
3 cars
2 buses
1 plane
and
a gaggle of
very friendly people
like
blogger friend/ sports/movie/ music/life stories writer
syracuse mark
of
and
his lovely wife, karen
who met me along the way
to
share a lively dinner
and
a leg of the journey with me
and
of course
my final psychedelic trip back through the airport
to find my way home again
after woodstock.
—
“so it’s been kind of a long road,
but it was a good journey altogether.”
-sidney poitier
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image credit: life magazine, beatnik highway
left my house
yesterday morning at 5:15am
flew out at 7:15am
headed to woodstock
for my brother’s upcoming wedding
very excited and happy for them
and then
in the blink of an eye
and
without a flash of lightning
all forms of travel changed
and
got a little more complicated
i’m just saying
that i now
may
need a passport
but
i will find my way
to the big show
on time
no worries
who would expect
anything less
from woodstock
after all?
—
1969
Arlo Guthrie: It’s incredible.
I heard the New York Thruway’s closed.
News Reporter: Closed?
This morning we heard that they were
backed down Route 17 with an eight hour delay.
Arlo Guthrie: Right. Well, the New York Thruway’s closed.
Isn’t that far out?
“want to really get somewhere in life? just don’t follow the crowd.”
-jeremy limn
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image credits: vintage woodstock 1969 google images
at last! the final installment!
i just couldn’t end the irish series without
a reflection on lessons learned and enjoyed.
i am a teacher after all, and a great advocate of ‘hands-on learning.
if you seem to have lost your way, virtually everything around you is green and beautiful, or the road appears to be ending, you can always turn around as many times as you need to or ask for advice and people will be more than willing to help you, but know that you may not have any idea what they said, that it is all subject to local interpretation, may have no bearing on your reality, and may quite possibly lead you on an even more roundabout way to your actual destination, but you will find many things along the way that are very cool and unexpected, and you will eventually somehow arrive where you meant to be. (irish miracle)
“it’s just over the hill”
“just go a about a mile and a bit.”
“yea.”
“go back that way, over a hill, then another hill, and turn left at the pub.”
“go right, then right again. and straight.”
“aye. you are out of your way.”
“look for the really old, big church and turn by the pub.”
“ach.” – (and a finger point)
“look for a gray barn, then 3 green doors, a big white rock, then turn and go down the road for a while, and go into the stone lot, but don’t forget to shut the gate.”
“you’re in the middle of a bike race, at a dead end, just turn around and go back up the hill.”
“there’s a caravan park up there and go around the turn and turn again and look for a field and go about 5 kilometers or so and then turn and you’ll see it.”
“you’ll see a roundabout, but it’s not a real one, just wee, but go around it anyway and go left at the second turn.”
“do you want to go the scenic route or the other way?”
gps, maps and written directions, friendship, and memories will not help in any way. distance/travel time will appear way smaller on a map. along the way, you will quite naturally incorporate the local lingo/slang into your vocabulary. laughter is very important and never plan on being somewhere at any certain time.
“it’s saying ‘keep straight’, but which way do you think is straight, ‘right or left’?”
“would it kill them to have a sign?”
“re-routing, can’t keep up with us.”
“what does this say?”
“do you remember anything that gobshite said?”
“how many miles are equal to kilometers again?”
“can you read that irish sign?”
“i thought YOU were the one who understood what he was saying.”
“just don’t talk right now.”
“aw, feck it. let’s just stop at this pub.”
if a ‘road’ appears to be too narrow to be a real road, or to accommodate more than one car, a tractor, two bikes, or three animals at the same time, it probably is, but will somehow work. (another irish miracle)
there is a direct correlation between the number of bags of crisps you will consume and the length of your car journey. it’s simple math, really –
if you decide to stop to take a picture way up high of yet another stunning vista, it is not a good idea to drop your phone into a tall bramble along a very steep wall into a field, with a possible bull inside the gate, and if you should do so, it is a good idea to have one person stand there to mark the spot and the other run to a local house to find a woman and her grandson who have just arrived from the mountains, who will climb through the fence and into the wild to help recover it, in yet another stunning example of an irish miracle.
if you decide to cut through a fence to run through a beautiful field to the sea and there are animals somewhere in the vicinity, you may find yourself being slightly electrocuted just after you yelled out, ‘wouldn’t that be funny if this was an electric fence?’ (irish humor?)
if you choose a random spot in the middle of whoknowswhere to stop for a bathroom break, there’s always the possibility that it may actually be the ambush sight of a national hero, michael collins, and many cars will soon arrive who have gone way out of their way in search of it and you will quickly have plenty of company. you will also have a desire to see the liam neeson movie soon after.
if there is even the slightest chance that you may perform an impromptu dance routine for an international audience, always be sure to pack plenty of extra scarves and jangly things, but make do with curtain tassels, and other borrowed items, and always be sure to enjoy yourself fully. good, sound advice for wherever you go.
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“it is not the destination where you end up
but the mishaps and memories you create along the way!”
― penelope riley, Travel Absurdities
to all of the kind people who i met along the way
keiran, who helped me navigate my way to ireland
bronwyn, who shared adventures with me
karen, who shared more adventures
the morgan clan, who treated me like one of their own
robin, the keeper of the castle
and
all of the many strangers
who i crossed paths with
and
who became friends
like tric, my long lost irish sister
welcoming me
into their
homes, villages, fields, seas,
castles, towns, farms, churches, hotels,
gardens, inns, pubs, and country manors
and of course
the friendly barkeepers
who were always there and ready to help
with questions answered
and shared stories
wherever i happened to land
i am truly grateful to one and all for making it so special for me.
—
“in everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out.
it is then burst into flame by an encounter
with another human being.
we should all be thankful
for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.”
– albert schweitzer
my bag
before i headed to the airport
all that made it to ireland
mini-luggage
courtesy of the airline
the rest
decided it would rather
spend the night
in new york city
and show up
at its leisure.
—-
“for a comfortable journey of life,
just reduce the luggage of desires.”
― ednan ali