What follows are public telephones created in a time when phones did not roam freely and in pockets.
To make a call, one would either enter a specially-created booth (or box), or simply stand close by as the receivers were tethered to the phone unit by a short cord, then insert a variety of coins depending on the location called (local, domestic or international) or in some cases, use a purpose-made phone card, or even a credit card (though doing so often exposed one to fraudulent actors).
Perhaps you have already imagined the unsanitary nature of sharing a phone handset (placed next/close to ear and mouth of course) with strangers – though perhaps this increased “herd immunity” despite being rather unpleasant. Note that oftentimes the coin return slots were checked for forgotten change but the miner was surprised to find discarded chewing gum, or even-less-savoury items, instead.
This gallery is primarily Japan phone – both current working payphones, hotel house phones, house landlines, antique non-working artifacts and one from Indonesia, captured “in the wild”.
While i started enjoying haircuts when i found a barber shop which also offered libations, good tunes, pinball and the like, since “the illness” I made a list of things I can do which involves sitting down, but gets me out of the house, and leaves me with a feeling of satisfaction. These include: making scrapbooks, seeing matinée movies, sitting in parks under a tree, getting my beard professionally trimmed (rather than chopping at it myself) plus trim up the haircut,… as well as pedicures documented elsewhere.
While rambling, i like to seek out the hole-in-the-wall, no fuss, traditional barbers and enjoy a leisurely visit. Its hit or miss sometimes but ya know, hair grows back right?
Sometimes, not always, i grab a snap with the barber or the shop or me before and after… sometimes i don’t so you won’t see those. Oh sometimes i recall names and/or locations, this is not meant to be comprehensive, just amusing and vaguely documentary.
This assortment features barbers in international locations (meaning not Canada and USA), moreorless (pending).
I purchased some books and cards and other oddities at Hardy’s , Sanur, then went to the nearby café to review purchases – a varoety of poetry, fiction, non-fiction and reference about Bali and nearby Malay peninsula for the first part. Worked through some, some are intolerable. The “Indonesia and Not, Poems and Otherwise” is BY FAR the pick of the litter, really something special.
Another visit to Nusa Ceningan, Bali, Indonesia for a walk across the new “Yellow Bridge” which replaced the previous bridge which collapsed killing several folks who were on way to a ceremony. The new bridge shares the same super structure (i think) though its slightly wider now and with a metal bridge deck. Still made for pedestrians and scooters/bikes – of which now two can sorta…almost… pass.
This bridge connects Nusa Ceningan with Nusa Lembongan in Bali. Indonesia. This clip shows the influx of tourists who come to take photos of the charming bridge crossing a lovely channel plied by various boats. https://youtu.be/Z3zsH6dz1jw
Embarking on meandering natural healing journey around Asia, Indian sub-continent, Arabia, Mediterranean, across Canada, US rocky mountain canyons, and to Grateful Dead anniversary shows while emerging from a fog after chronic and complex illness diagnosis resulting in lost years due to prescription meds.
Now, rebuilding after period of de-identification, I’m sharing stories into the world again – plus riffs about upcoming dispatches, other audio/video projects, annoyance about former prosecutors / cops / “carpetbaggers” getting into nascent legal cannabis industry… and hence, the importance of recognizing hemp pioneers.
Background soundscapes from a balcony in Istanbul, trail in Nepal, cafe in Rome, Whiskey Hickon Boys (from Utah) in Chicago and others in Grateful Dead lot + Lazarus by The Black Tories.
And i misspoke saying “Desolation Row” when i obviously meant “When i Paint my Masterpiece” – drrr
A wee snippet from a coffee shop balcony of a ceremonial parade in Ubud, Bali, Indonesia. The island residents mostly practice a mix of Hinduism and Buddhism (most of the rest of Indonesia is predominantly Muslim) and there are frequent ceremonies, constant offerings, and shrines, temples and the like most everywhere. https://youtu.be/rHArX6fAE5w