I spent an afternoon with a remarkably interesting new friend who *lives* in Kyoto but rambles widely.
Please meet Ted Taylor – raconteur, mountain guide, writer, renegade, global rambler etc. etc.￼
Topics included: * drive-away cars * Grateful Dead shows * Punk rock fanzines / Gilman st SF * Various locations in Tottori / Kyushu & ohenrosan dori in Shikoku * Lafcadio Hearn’s great great grandson playing piano * poets including: Gary Synder, Nanao Sakaki, Kenneth Rexroth * macro demographic changes in Japan * visa run options * shipping containers * south of France / German rheinphlatz * Smoke Blanchard / Uchida Bob * Singapore lady & drs * coffee in Japan (then & now), craft beers, wagyu beef burgers, tacos * riding the ‘Hound & ‘Trak * life in Kyoto / inland sea islands to explore / villages / not-Tokyo-Japan * others things to be recalled at some point… this was all in a short afternoon in which we rode streetcars
Brother Dan and I went to Grateful Dead’s 50th anniversary (and final) shows – 2 in Santa Clara, California and 3 in Chicago, Illinois. We roadtripped the whole she-bang from Vancouver, BC to Olympia, WA to Pacifica, Santa Clara, then Las Vegas to Provo where we switched vehicles and rode with some pals across the midwest (camping in an epic storm in Nebraska along the way). We hit all 5 shows and enjoyed the community and music.
Other stops included Phil Lesh’s Terrapin Crossroads in San Rafael California and Red Rocks Amphitheater in Colorado to see Neil Young and Promise of the Real. We parted ways in SLC as i had to head to rescue a broken RV in Mendocino (unsuccessfully as it turns out) and Dan headed back to BC.
Along the way, stopped at various craft breweries, made loads of arts and crafts (including an massive scrapbook of ephemera, road poetry, set lists, newspaper clipping and other sundries) and a series of photos by Lomo camera. Also documented a series of two-fer photos of us enjoying beers or joints or scenery and the company of conspirators. Several of these became a “memory book” i created (via an online publishing service) for Dan as a wee present. When visited his home, i snapped quick shots of the pages (note to self: take better ones next time). Here the are the lousy pics of an otherwise lovely book – for my amusement and your curiosity.
Of course, the most critical part of postcards and letters are: a proper address to send it to, and a friend to write.
Also, I like to think about all the hands which touch the card as it makes the journey from my writing desk to a happy (I expect) recipient who peeks in their post box / letter slot and see something other than a utility bill or an bulk/junk mail from a real estate agent.
I also wonder how the “hand off“ in international mail works from one country to the next. Do the workers peek at the – almost illegible – scribble on my postcards? Do they wonder who wrote the missives and who the recipient is?
Do you think about these logistics & vagaries? Or is it just me?
As life goes… coming online brought devastating news. My dear comrade Rod Howard Ash passed away in his sleep in Provo, Utah. Memorial and burial already behind and his gaggle of admirers are bound for Diamond Fork hot pots to magnify his memory.