some pre-trip notes
Sep. 11th, 2003 03:49 pm1. The other day I bought a copy of M. Ward's End of Amnesia to replace the one I'd lost. I think Ward's latest album is his best yet, and it's certainly his most accessible, but in its absence I'd forgotten how much I love this one. I once described it as "drifting in and out, like a dream about music," and it's still like that. I'm a little worried about listening to it on long drives.
2. I am reading Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, a retelling of the Scottish ballad, set at a near-contemporary midwestern college. The characters argue a lot about poetry and philosophy, and go out to see Shakespeare and Stoppard plays. Having forgotten the awkwardness and tension that were constants in my actual college life, I can now comfortably wax nostalgic about the heady, intense, partly fictionalized parts I do remember.
3. As I understand it, before journeying to the land of Faerie, you should obtain some talisman of your home, lest you never return. Or maybe that's Hell. In either case, before I set out across America, I have the feeling I should be fortifying myself with fresh memories: Crowds and fountains on the Plaza de Cesar Chavez, music at the Freight and Salvage or the Bottom of the Hill, the ideal suburb of Campbell, and above all the ocean. But I don't have time to go collect these things, so I've had to settle for a pleasant hour of afternoon sun and reading on the patio of the world's best burrito shop.
4. I'm close enough to departure now that I can get, and can use, weather forecasts for the other side of the country.
2. I am reading Pamela Dean's Tam Lin, a retelling of the Scottish ballad, set at a near-contemporary midwestern college. The characters argue a lot about poetry and philosophy, and go out to see Shakespeare and Stoppard plays. Having forgotten the awkwardness and tension that were constants in my actual college life, I can now comfortably wax nostalgic about the heady, intense, partly fictionalized parts I do remember.
3. As I understand it, before journeying to the land of Faerie, you should obtain some talisman of your home, lest you never return. Or maybe that's Hell. In either case, before I set out across America, I have the feeling I should be fortifying myself with fresh memories: Crowds and fountains on the Plaza de Cesar Chavez, music at the Freight and Salvage or the Bottom of the Hill, the ideal suburb of Campbell, and above all the ocean. But I don't have time to go collect these things, so I've had to settle for a pleasant hour of afternoon sun and reading on the patio of the world's best burrito shop.
4. I'm close enough to departure now that I can get, and can use, weather forecasts for the other side of the country.