Tuesday, January 27, 2009

Snow, the Medium - Wind, the Sculptor


It snowed almost continually for four days and we ended up with an 8" accumulation of fine powder. The low last night was -20 degrees. A warming trend is not something you necessarily look forward to in Wyoming. As true to form with the warming trend ended the storm warning and began the blizzard warning, ground blizzard that is.


There was a bright fellow came knocking when no one else had ventured out.

Hopefully he was doing more good than harm as his tapping was heard on every side of the house driving the cats crazy.


Text and pictures © 2009 Mona E. Dunn

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Shrooms to the Rescue


http://www.ted.com/talks/view/id/258


Hint: in case you didn't know...if you put curser on any photo and click you will get the enlarged version if there is one.

2009 Mona E. Dunn

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

Japan - Back to Tokyo


Bamboo along the way


As we became a little weary of travel, so I'm becoming weary of retelling the tale and I wouldn't be surprised if you may be becoming weary of the tale yourself. Sooo...back to Tokyo we go. We decided to leave sleepy Takayama a little early so we could rest up and indulge in dinner at a popular tofu restaurant in Tokyo. Doesn't that sound enticing? Well, Serena knows about these things and she hadn't steered me wrong yet.

We arrived back at the Kinuya, same hotel, in Ueno Park, conveniently located by the train station. After a shower, some down time and tea we bravely set out to follow the directions from the Lonely Planet travel guide book we had been using for reference from time to time. Off the train, a few ambiguous turns and we wandered for maybe a half an hour before we zeroed in on the destination, Suzuya. The irritability resulting from being mislead vanished as the staff welcomed us at the door and literally took out shoes off for us. We were led into a simple dining room and sat on the floor one more time next to a waterfall. I have to admit the food was exquisite and varied.

Ueno Park Zoo was lit for Christmas.


Four thirty am on our last day the alarm went off so we could decide on the "now or never" experience, go down to the Tsukiji Fish Market, one of the largest in the world. OK, let's go for it! We stepped out into the light rain to find the subway station. The tunnels were deserted except for a few sleeping homeless. We bought tickets at one of the machines and tried to go through the stile. Wrong! We stressed for a while trying to make sense of the maze on the map. As luck would have it a little gentleman in a light blue outfit with white gloves came to the rescue. After a lot of gesturing and few key words the little guy pressed a button and summoned whoever was in charge behind closed doors. Soon we had money refunded, new tickets bought and a personal escort to the right platform with instructions for how many stops before we get off. All at 5:30 in the morning! You gotta love these guys.

And the art wasn't bad either.

By time we got to the market the rain was coming down pretty hard. The place was bustling, we toured some stalls but somehow missed the entrance to the grand warehouse. After all that, we had really had enough challenges and headed back.

School girls

Still in decent spirits but our energy balloons deflated we grabbed a McDonalds before packing for home. I NEVER eat at McDonalds!

We planned plenty of time for the Tokyo Airport so we could eat our last soba meal and spend our last yen.

Tokyo Airport




A cappuccino at last! Do we look glad to be home?


Text and pictures © 2008 Mona E. Dunn

Tuesday, January 20, 2009

President Barack Obama - "Hope Over Fear"




"On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord."

As feminine energies continue to infuse the consciousness of
humanity, we welcome the message of the new leader of the Free World. If you did not hear the inaugural speech nor had the patience to read it, I would like to highlight the most meaningful words for me.

"Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.

"We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. And all this we will do."

"What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end."

..."to all other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more."

"...earlier generations...understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint.
We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations."

"...we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace."

"To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society’s ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist."

" To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world’s resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it.'

"Let it be said by our children’s children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God’s grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations."

I believe that these statements are not just pure rhetoric, but given the power of words and the intentions of the man who issued them forth, I feel more optimistic about the world that may manifest under his influence.

Mona E. Dunn 2009

Sunday, January 18, 2009

Japan - Last, Maybe Least - Takayama


There were some disappointments here but as I prepare to make this a short entry on our final destination, looking through the pictures I find more stories. Always too many to go into much detail.

Our ryokan, Murasaki, was solely run by a gentleman better known for his gardening than his house keeping; very cute going in but not as immaculate as our other accomodations.

He was also a very good cook.

Takayama, also known as "little Kyoto" is also referred to as Japan's Hippie Heaven. Even in the off season we saw a group or two of young anglos. Takayama may be best known for it's Spring and Autumn Festivals featuring elaborate floats and puppet presentations. If you miss the festivals the floats are kept in scattered storehouses in the old town.

The Miyagawa River separates Sanmachi-suzi, the old town area, from the commercial part. Along the river bank the early morning market hosts local farmers and merchants.

We walked the Temple/Shrine trail in the foothills and wandered the Sanmachi-suzi's narrow streets of traditional wooden buildings. Occasionally we could glimpse the imposing Southern Alps.
Rickshaw was an option for cruising that we never opted for.


We had also visited neighboring Furukawa, on a recommendation. We explored a few of the sake breweries.


These guys somehow relate to the tale of sake but you got me!



Text and pictures © 2008 Mona E. Dunn

Monday, January 12, 2009

Japan - Destination - Shirakawa-go



We returned to Kanazawa early enough to finish our itinerary by starting out to visit, Nagamachi, the Samurai district. On the way we stopped by a Temple imbedded in the city where there appeared to be a wedding taking placed. Parents were taking pictures of their traditionally dressed children so I took advantage of the posing with my Panasonic 10x zoom.

Upon entering the district from one approach we recognized a familiar but misfitted icon.

That's more like it!

The walled street occasionally offered portal for entrance.

We had an early bus the next morning so we planned an early dinner, looking for a particular duck dish that Serena wanted to try. We found it at a nearby sushi bar where the "cook", upon hearing we were from San Francisco, entertained us with his English catch phrases of "I left my heart in San Francisco" and "sitting on the dock of the Bay". The fish and it's presentation was tempting but we had had what we thought should be the limit on seafood for a while.

Meanwhile we were headed for Hida beef country. We were looking forward to a scenic bus ride toward the Japanese Alps but before too long it became apparent that we were only to catch glimpses of the mountains as we passed ever so briefly from inside of one to the entrance of the next tunnel. It didn't take long to traverse the distance in practically a straight line instead of switch backing.


We made our way over a lengthy suspension bridge to the old village of Ogimachi, the in the slush and snow, checked into our Gassho-zukuri minshuku ("constructed like hands in prayer" family run bed and breakfast)



The reason Serena picked this village was because there are hot baths which had become the definative motivation especially in this cold and damp environment.

As is required with all onsens, one must shower on a small stool before entering the pools.

Dinner and breakfast were eaten around an irori, the social gathering place. There is a wood fire in the center with a heavy cast iron pot hanging over it to radiate some heat.
A regional dish is red miso topped with vegetables and meat, grilled on a magnolia leaf

We spent the evening visiting with a fellow from Australia, the first real contact with an Anglo on the trip. Was nice just to blab for a while without struggling to be understood.

Roomies. The couple was from Hong Kong

I just have to add that since Kanazawa we had entered the land of heated toilets .


Thank God!
Text and pictures © 2008 Mona E. Dunn