Summer Trips: Grottos and Baggage

With summer approaching, some travel looks to be in our future. The American south east is full of strange roadside attractions, which means something for me to see in almost any direction from Atlanta. My wife would like to take a trip to the Unclaimed Baggage Center in Scottsboro, Alabama. Looks to be a quick 2 hours drive. Howard Finster’s folk art heaven-on-earth Paradise Gardens might be on the way. But since I would really like to see the Ave Maria Grotto (in Cullman, Al) we may have to pass up Howard’s place.

“The Ave Maria Grotto known throughout the world as “Jerusalem in Miniature”, is a beautifully landscaped, four-acre park designed to provide a natural setting for the 125 miniature reproductions of some of the most famous historic buildings and shrines of the world. The masterpieces of stone and concrete are the lifetime work of Brother Joseph Zoettl, a Benedictine monk of St. Bernard Abbey. Begun as a hobby, with various materials he could find, and infinite patience and a remarkable sense of symmetry and proportion, Brother Joseph re-created some of the greatest edifices of all time.”

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Fun In San Fran: Another Return Back From Yet Another Ship

Back to Atlanta from yet another lighting installation on a cruise ship.

This time was 6 nights in San Francisco. While every work night was spent on the ship, our last travel day was spent running around the city. I forgot how much I loved the city and this recap won’t do it justice. I didn’t hit all the strange places I wanted to visit (The Wave Organ on the bay & the Camera Obscura near Cliff House) but I did manage to hit the badly great Musee Mecanique on Pier 45 (location on My Google Map.) This is now a new favorite place of mine and I’ll be singing its praises! Check its link for a more thorough details on this odd museum.

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Musee Mecanique, originally uploaded by Octoferret.

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Opium Den at Musee Mecanique, originally uploaded by lindn.

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Musée Mécanique, originally uploaded by SRLrobot.

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can-can | musee mecanique, sf, originally uploaded by solsken.

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All the pix are from different flickr people because I forgot my camera. Also on the tour of San Fran’s greatest hits was walking from the pier to Coit Tour to Lombard St. to China town before I got to meet up with a friend.

While waiting for her in front of City Light’s Bookstore, I got to witness the disturbing criminal act/street theater of a cracked-out pimp messing with his equally cracked-out prostitute. They argued in the street, got into a headlock on the sidewalk and generally freaked out the people nearby. Fortunately Kelly soon picked me up and took me on the second most crooked street in the city and later that night to the St. Francis Fountain, a nice soda fountain

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St. Francis Fountain, originally uploaded by Telstar Logistics.

Kelly was a great tour guide, took me to the airport and she promised in the future to point out spelling errors/typos on my site, which she reads on a regular basis. What else could I ask for? So, Kelly, thanks for a great end to a long week.

Red-Blooded American Museum


National Museum of Patriotism – a photoset on Flickr

Last week I visited the National Museum of Patriotism in Atlanta. It was a museum I often passed but had never visited. This will be a brief post about the museum which is deserving of a longer entry.

First thoughts: patriotism = enlisting in the military/supporting the military. All the armed services were represented, with high tech displays. Formed Tuskegee Airman Charles W. Dryden (USAF – Retired) explained in documentary why a black man would risk life and limb in a time of segregation. The collection of trench art from the museums founder.

A museum dedicated to the heartfelt belief that the US is the greatest country in the world, and should be celebrated as such. Fairly uncritical, but I can’t argue with the basic starting point. There is no greater country then ours.

More on that later.

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U have to be up in 4 hours. Hating insomnia right now.

Museums, Rollergirls, Cruiseships and Internet Overload

In brief:

Visited the National Museum of Patriotism in Atlanta on Wednesday. Pictures were taken (not posted yet) and some audio recorded in hopes of a podcast on the Georgia Podcast Network. Thanks to Rusty and Amber for the audio recorder, I’ll try get my ass in gear and get a podcast ready before my ship sails.

I will be missing the next two months worth of Atlanta Rollergirls rollerderby because of work on cruiseships. So, please go people, these girls do the derby out of love and it shows. Not happy about missing the derby bouts, but very happy about the paychecks. Soon I will be spending 13 days installing high-tech lighting systems on board a cruiseship. This time it will be at sea and not at drydock like the last one. So the conditions will improve, but I will lose most communication with my sweetie. No cell phone reception, expensive internet, and $7.98 per minute from guest rooms. Notes in bottles, maybe?

I will hate to be unable to not hear her voice on a daily basis, but being away from the internet may be a needed interruption. I’m constantly surfing my usual sites, not out of any real need, but almost compulsive action. I was net-free on the first ship, and found nothing really important/interesting when I resumed surfing again.

And now to finish writing and continue my search for the end of the internet…

Holiday Fun in Philadelphia: The Masons and The Mutter Museum

Before getting back to Atlanta for the New Year, we spent a few days in Phily for a work-related event. While my sweetie was working on bringing home the bacon, I had a fun play day out in the city of brotherly lurve.

First on my list of things to do was get a much needed haircut. A search on Google found me Harry’s Barber Shop. It was nearby, sounded like a solid place to get my hair’s trimmed, and unlike “Cut” which had me thinking a salon with fewer words = higher price. So, off I walked in search of my barber. 1324 Locust St. should have been easy to find, but all I saw was The Arts Condominium, a swank new condo complex being made in a sweet art deco building. There were tenants, but the foyer was still getting carpeted. I almost left when I looked down at a sidewalk level window.

I got buzzed in and walked down into the basement level warren of hallways and doors below the foyer. Harry’s was a complete time warp, and one that hadn’t aged well. In a perfect world Harry’s would have had all the vintage accouterments in perfect order. Here though, the couch was ripped up, the tile walls were cracking and the Formica counters were showing their age. But the barber chair’s were vintage and so were the barbers. The younger may have been in his 50’s and Harry looked like he was in his 70’s. He was nice, social, and a little hard of hearing. His dad started cutting hair across the street in 1922 and Harry had been in his location since 1974, when the building was the Hotel Sylvania. I got just the cut I thought I would get, a straight razor cleanup and even my eybrows trimmed.

Next on my list, the Mason’s! How could I not, with our hotel right next to The Grand Lodge of Free and Accepted Masons of Pennsylvania. I was hoping they allowed photography and they did. The tour was great, the building beautiful, and the pictures turned out nicely.

* Grand Lodge Free and Accepted Masons of Pennsylvania – a photoset on Flickr

After that it was a trip the Mutter Museum. The items on display include:

* The plaster cast of the torso of world-famous Siamese Twins, Chang & Eng, and their conjoined livers
* Joseph Hyrtl’s collection of skulls
* Preserved body of the “Soap Lady”
* Collection of 2,000 objects extracted from people’s throats
* Cancerous growth removed from President Grover Cleveland
* Tallest skeleton on display in North America

Unfortunately, no pictures allowed. The place is both intriguing and nauseating, and makes one just happy to live in time of advanced medicine.

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Other pictures taken while on the road.

Thanksgiving with the Fam & The Week to Come

Mom and Pop came to town. Thanksgiving, we had a great/unhealthy dinner at The Colonnade and stuffed ourselves. The day after, we spent the day at Stone Mountain. Gorgeous day, not too expensive, good pictures were taken. We were all surprised at how extensive the attractions were at the site. Wikipedia has a thorough entry on Stone Mountain, which included the fact that before carving Mount Rushmore, artist Gutzon Borglum joined the Klan while working on a never-completed version of the mountain’s Confederate memorial.

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It’s Sunday and I’ve already been working for 2 days. I won’t be off work until next Sunday. 8 days in a row, 4 different employers. And after all that work, I’m hoping for some fun.

I posted about the show last year and now its being produced in Atlanta by Dad’s Garage Theatre. I’m jumping on the couch with joy!

Weird Georgia On My Mind: Google Earth and Flickr Maps

Little did I know when we moved to Atlanta that we would be moving to a state chock full of strange museums, roadside attractions and other cultural eccentricities.  Just my kind of state!

Spending many hours (ask my wife) I have accumulated hundreds of places on Google Earth that meet the criteria to make them worth a future visit.

Some we hit during our Summer Roadtrip (pictures), like the RV/MH Heritage Foundation with its huge collection of historic travel trailers, Carhenge, and the historic Blue Swallow Motel on Rt. 66, amongst other places.  If it weren’t for Google Earth and my compulsive collecting, I don’t think we would have known about or thought of visiting these places.

While amassing the growing collection of Google Earth sites, I was pleased to see a large collection of places in Georgia or in nearby states.  

Already we made the trek to the Georgia Guidestones in Elberton, GA.  This week, it may be a trip to The Bruce Weiner Microcar Museum in Madison, GA.  Eventually, we hope to go to the Georgia Rural Telephone Museum, Leslie, GA.

Just unveiled this evening on FlickrBlog is a newly added geotagged photos on a map feature.  I found it while editing some pictures, and it is great!  I like the intuitive interface — it is very easy to add my pictures to the map.  I don’t like the map itself; it’s modeled on Google Map but just not as slick and the imagery doesn’t have the resolution that Google has.  So, I now have started adding roadtrip pictures to my map. I am curious to see if Google Earth/Google Map has a project that is similar, because I’d love that.

And in a triumph, I have even converted my wife to the pursuit of weirdness.  I came home to have her tell me that she recorded a local PBS show about Joni Mabe and Everything Elvis.  Now if I can get her to break into abandoned buildings and let me fly this thing…

… I don’t know what else I could ask for.

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Anyone who wants my collection of Google Earth sites (in .kml format), just leave a comment.

Roadtrip: Elberton Granite Museum, Watson Mill Bridge State Park & A Monument to the New World Order in Cowfield

More pictures -> August 2006 Roadtrip

Additional Georgia Guidestone pictures on Amber Rhea’s Gallery

Roadtrip East: The Sun Has Rize… The Sun Has Set…

… and here we is in Texas yet. Thanks to the trooper that pulled us over.

Otherwise we would have been able to make Shreveport, LA. But no!… I had to go the speed limit. Oh, well, at least I just got a warning. Probably got off easier then the guy we passed, who was Driving-While-Black. I’ll be happy to be out of Texas.

Before leaving Amarrillo, we stopped by Cadillac Ranch.

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non-scandinavian fins, originally uploaded by mslootheer.

The night before, we took a little side trip off of the I-40 in Tucumari, NM. Its one of those little towns that prospered when Route 66 was in its prime, but has since lost most of its businesses. But amongst the closed gas stations and motels was the Blue Swallow.

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Blue Swallow Motel, originally uploaded by DancingElephant.

If we hadn’t reserved a motel room in Amarillo, we would have stayed there in a heartbeat. The motel has only 11 rooms and each one has a garage attached. The owner even gave a us a tour of one of the rooms, cute! Even had vintage phones. After that, we had an amazing meal at Del’s Restaurant. A steak dinner with all the fixings, saladbar, soup for $9.99. So much better then we would have had at the Denny’s. And great service, highly recommended. Once again, it proves that its good to get off the highway.

Again, more pictures to be posted.

Roadtrip: Now in Flagstaff, AZ

Our last night in Vegas was great.

First, there was a surprisingly good Martin Mull painting retrospective at the Las Vegas Art Museum, with a celeb sighting of Penn Gillette. Following that, it was great Japanese food, sake and beer at Ichiza. After that it was a late-night visit to a great Korean bakery, where we ate tasty treats until midnight. Pictures were taken and will be posted.

We took off for Flagstaff noonish. It was strange to see the Vegas skyline in the rearview mirror. At the Hoover Dam security check-point we saw two big-horn sheep walking high above. We had never seen them before, very nice. A picture was taken.

Now we are in Flaggstaff for the night. We spent the evening with friends and their charming children. Yet more pictures.

And now, after 3 week without cable, we are taking in the glory that is Adult Swim.