Thursday, 26 April 2012

Sounds like "mold"

I had another one of those moments yesterday when I decided to speak and the result was looks of fear and confusion.

As it turns out: glühwein is not much consumed in the US of A. So while discussing the organisation of what I think of as a Christmas Market, I added my two bits of "And of course we'll have a huge vat of mulled wine." Silence descended upon the table, as everyone tries to figure out why I would suggest we serve visitors mouldy wine.

As a side note: I find it mildly interesting that while the French call is vin chaud, the Italians use the French name vin brule'. I said it was only mildly interesting.


Wednesday, 25 April 2012

Booked!

My European travels for June are booked.

That's all, I have nothing to add, I'm just very happy about it.

Monday, 23 April 2012

Can I have a Segway?

Saturday morning 3 hour Segway tour of Atlanta. A tip to readers: do not wear MBTs on a Segway.

How brilliant are these machines? Although do realise that once they are on they are basically in perpetual motion, so you have to balance to stay still. Riding one however is bizarrely exhilarating.

We got a tour of DownTown Atlanta with history both recent and past. And did you know that there are not really any peaches in Atlanta at all? Apparently the name comes from a Creek village called Standing Pitch Tree (a.k.a. pine trees) and over time it transformed into Peachtree. Which is now the name of I think 13 streets in Atlanta? Maybe more?

We saw Centennial Park, Bank of America Plaza, Fox Theatre, the Varsity (sells the most hot dogs in the world I believe? Founded by a GA Tech dropout who had been told he would never amount to more than a hot dog seller), the original Flatiron building, Five Points and more.

And we looked like this:


Culinary delights

To inspire me at karaoke.

A Korean self-cooked feast of pork, more pork, a side of pork and dessert of tripe and rectum. As Friday nights go, not bad for the "try something new" checklist.

All worth it for the Karaoke follow up.

Friday, 20 April 2012

The British Invasion

Happened this week. And it was fun!

Two different friends from London were in Atlanta - and they themselves are friends as well, apparently they saw each other at the airport as they swapped places here.

Great seeing some London faces and getting all the latest news on Duke of York Square!

Monday, 16 April 2012

Chattanooga Recap

2 days, about 26 hours in Chattanooga, Tennessee, and quite a bit to do.

Downtown Chattanooga is a strange place. The water front, along the Tennessee river, is worth a visit and a stroll. Broad and Market streets are the main thoroughfares, and every few blocks they switch between overly quiet and empty, and boutiques hotels and restaurants. The Choo Choo merits a trip though, and possibly even a stay. It's a huge hotel situated in the old train terminal, and some of the rooms are - yes - train cars.

Back to the waterfront: see my photos for the area around the Aquarium. We took a river tour on the Southern Belle, complete with music and some talk of Chattanooga history. The guy giving the talk may or may not have been a random local who bought a white shirt and sewed epaulettes to the shoulders, but anyway he was great.

Chattanooga was a town of subsistence farmers who had two ways of making extra cash: make whiskey from corn and sell it to the towns in other valleys; and sell timber. For the latter they would build rafts out of their surplus logs, sail them down to New Orleans and sell as they went along. At the end, they would walk home. The town became strategic during the Civil War, as the only point at which you could cut through the Appalachians, south of NY state. As our guide put it: once Chattanooga fell to the Union army, the south had no hope.

We only had one night there but I do recommend The Boathouse for dinner. Raw bar and voodoo chicken, and a great deck overlooking the river.

Day two we drove up Lookout Mountain and visited Ruby Falls and Rock City. SPOILER ALERT: If you haven't been I recommend a visit without any prior knowledge, it made my experience a lot of fun.
How the Americans do these things is just unbeatable. It's not just a waterfall underground: it's a waterfall shown with lights and music and this big buildup in the dark. For about 5 minutes you feel like you are in The Goonies.

Both are good fun and worth a visit. The history of Ruby Falls alone is worth learning, and is quite striking when you are in the actual cave. Rock City is a walk up to a lookout point from which, apparently, you can see 7 states. But of course: it's not just a walk to a lookout point. It's a rock trail built with bridges and underpasses and climbing through narrow rocks, botanical viewings and, again, music playing. Gnome gardens, goblin underpasses and a whole Mother Goose underground passage and village lit only by black lights.

Oh and in case you're wondering what put Chattanooga on our radar to begin with, here's one for all the Italians out there.

Flickr album here.

Friday, 13 April 2012

Tradition is no excuse

"Because it's tradition" is a terrible reason to do anything, be it not letting women be members of the Augusta National Golf Club, or changing what you eat on Easter Sunday.

You know what else is tradition? Not allowing women to vote. Or rule by monarchy. Witch burning. The belief that potatoes will kill you. A pantheon of Greek Gods.

Incidentally the Augusta National Golf Club, presuming it is a private club, should allow whoever it wants and only whoever it wants as members. I may disagree with their choice, but until I'm on the board it's just not up to me. But that is because they are a private club and can make their own rules - not because it's "tradition". (And of course, how many of my female readers are part of clubs that exclude men? How many of us are part of clubs that exclude people of determined ages? etc., etc.)

More thoughts on the detrimental value of holding on to "tradition" (whatever it may mean).