Postcard arrival: Russia, Thailand

One of the postcards I received this summer is from Russia. Another is from Thailand.

I received this postcard in an envelope with a note that included a drawing of a sailboat. The note explained that Pasha is learning English and wants to be an economist and will graduate this year. This photo is of a building in Tjumen, which she thinks should be written Tyumen.

Since this came in the envelope, the stamps are there. I especially like the one withe rabbit:

My other postcard is from Ratchaburi, Thailand. I totally want to go here:

The colors look amazing and I could imagine watching the boats of flowers and food pass by for hours. My message from Wannisa was a bit confusing, but again, a neat stamp with elephants:

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Meet me in San Francisco, please! And how a search for nature begins

In a sentence, that’s essentially what happened. What started as a trip to Portland, Ore., to visit one of my college friends, kept getting bigger. I had read about the redwoods of California in a National Geographic article called The Super Trees, and I decided that I wanted to see them, too, to see something natural, to see something impressive, to see something not built by man.

I have stood in awe of the Brooklyn Bridge, of the Hall of Mirrors, of the Acropolis, and of various pieces of art including “Girl with a Pearl Earring,” “The Kiss” and Bernini’s “Apollo and Daphne.” I’ve been mesmerized by sunsets from Lake Erie to Santorini and I went to the Netherlands to see thousands upon thousands of tulips at Keukenhof. But no where had I seen something growing naturally from the ground, untouched by man.

So that is what I went after. I decided I would fly into San Francisco, rent a car, and drive along the coast and through the redwood forest to Portland, following the Pacific Coast Highway, stopping whenever and wherever I wanted, to see as much nature as this girl who is a bit leery of the outdoors  could handle.

And then things changed. What had the potential of being a lonely trip along the craggy coastline and through the tallest trees on the planet, suddenly was anything but. I had found a companion without even searching. Jon wanted to join me.

So the plan turned out even better. I would fly to San Francisco and Jon would meet me at the airport after driving from Salt Lake City. I would have a travel partner who would teach me how to love the outdoors a bit more as we drove north to Portland and then to Salt Lake City, where I would catch my flight home.

What I saw on this trip was more than I expected. After being a tourist in San Francisco and grinning from ear to ear on the cable car and erupting in laughter over a piece of art in the San Francisco Museum of Modern Art (you can see pictures of both below), we headed out of town across a Golden Gate Bridge shrouded in clouds to the Marin Headlands where the real adventure in the outdoors began.

That adventure will be told in forthcoming posts, but I don’t know how much I really can share with you. This trip was definitely more for the experience than checking sights off the list. We moved slowly, absorbing as much as we could from one place, rather than hurrying through. My memories are expansive but my photographs are few. For as well as my camera can do, it wasn’t meant to photograph the redwoods, and all but a handful of photos are blurry. Jon kept saying, though, that some things are better remembered than photographed, so I frequently quit trying after hearing that.

So I will try to share my experience with nature with you. But before that, a couple of pictures from San Francisco:

Riding the cable car with Alcatraz behind me

SF from the cable car at Hyde and Lombard

SF from Fisherman's Wharf

China Town

Lost Duck poster by Rigo 98

Golden Gate Bridge

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The Top 5: Travel theme songs

When I travel, I like to pick a song as that trip’s theme song. Almost always it is a song that has a connection to the place I am visiting (rather than something like “Country Roads Take Me Home”), and that connection is usually that a lyric or the song title includes the city or country. And I am always curious to find out if my view of that place matches the song. Following is the top five of my travel theme songs, with them getting more personal as the numbers rise.

5. Amsterdam by Guster / Amsterdam

I wanna see how it looks
From way up on your cloud
Where you’ve been hiding out
Are you getting somewhere?
Or did you get lost in Amsterdam?

This song is a bit angsty, about someone upset with his rock star idol. I did have a few moments of angst while there, perhaps inspired by the song, but to answer the question asked in the song, I did not get lost in Amsterdam.

4. The songs of Grease by Jim Jacobs and Warren Casey and Mamma Mia! the musical by ABBA / Greece

Grease is the word, is the word, is the word that you heard
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Dancing queen
Feel the beat from the tambourine
You can dance
You can jive
Having the time of your life

Authentic Greek music didn’t come to mind for this trip, but Grease the musical did, along with Mamma Mia! taking place on a Greek island.

3. The Sound of Music (and all the other SOM songs) by Rogers and Hammerstein / Salzburg


I have confidence in sunshine
I have confidence in rain
I have confidence that spring will come again
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The hills are alive with the sound of music

I couldn’t go anywhere in Salzburg without thinking about one of the songs from the musical. The movie was filmed there, so any time I would see a sight, I would think of the song that goes with it. For three weeks during my first stay in Salzburg, I splashed in the “I Have Confidence” fountain every day on the way to school. It was under construction the year I was there, but it was ready for splashing when I was there in May. The music, the mountains, the magic of the show abound in Salzburg, and I love both the city and the music so much that both will always remind me of memories of the other.

2. Home by Edward Sharp and the Magnetic Zeros / Pacific Coast Highway

Moats and boats and waterfalls, alleyways and payphone calls
I been everywhere with you
Laugh until we think we’ll die, barefoot on a summer night
never could be sweeter than with you

Jon, my boyfriend and co-participant in driving the Pacific Coast Highway, introduced this song to me at the end of September. It was one of his current favorites and soon became one of mine. It was constantly replayed throughout the trip, although I can’t remember the location where we first sang all the words together. Rather than remind me of a specific place, it reminds me of a wonderful time.

1. Vienna by Billy Joel / Vienna

Slow down you crazy child
Take the phone off the hook and disappear for a while
It’s alright you can afford to lose a day or two
When will you realize
Vienna waits for you

I would listen to this song every time I pulled into the Westbahnhof train station in Vienna from Salzburg (about 10 trips during my year abroad). After a few times of this, and really understanding the song, I realized that I should listen to it as I departed, rather than as I arrived. Billy Joel sings about being too busy, about giving time a chance, about understanding that patience is better than rushing and not learning or benefiting from what you are doing. I came to realize that everything Joel was singing about what my exact experience with Vienna. One would think that in 10 trips there, I got to know the city well and I got to see all the sights. Truth be told, I still have a list a mile long of things I’d like to do in Vienna because I spent my time there with friends, whether it was a girls night out or bonding with my Austrian friends from the band Cardiac Move.  And what I learned from this song is that Vienna will always be waiting for me and when I have the chance, I can see the sights. But what is important is the other things I did there, and I have enough wonderful memories from all of that, that I don’t need the sights.

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Wednesday photo: Golden Gate Bridge

I spent the past week and a half touring the Pacific coast from San Francisco to Portland, and I was really excited about the Golden Gate Bridge.

I got to see it from a couple of viewpoints, but the best view was definitely from the drive across. With more time, a walk across would be amazing so that the bridge could really be inspected, but that didn’t fit into the schedule.

The bridge is painted in “international orange,” and as orange is my favorite color, that’s just one more reason for me to love this bridge.

And driving across really was the start of our journey, leading us on to better, and definitely cheaper, things.

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travelin’ the globe returns!

Monday evening, well really, Tuesday morning, I returned home from my nine-day journey to the west coast. My recovery has been slow, thanks to a cold that began immediately after departing Salt Lake City. Later tonight you should expect a Wednesday photo of somewhere in California. And in the coming days, I will have lots of stories to tell about camping, the coast, the redwoods, San Francisco and Portland.

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More than fingers at the Wood County Historical Center and Museum

This post is about the Wood County (Ohio) Historical Center and Museum. A couple of years ago I wrote this story for a magazine writing class. It was this time of year, and I’ve been waiting and waiting for October to arrive so that I could post this story here. October is necessary because this is a fall-themed story, about ghosts and fall activities at the museum.
The events I mention here, along with others, are happening again at the museum this year. Check them out because the ghost stories are quite convincing and the jar of fingers is pretty sweet. Plus, you can learn a lot about the oil boom in Bowling Green and other regional history. Below the story you can find this year’s events.

More than fingers

It’s an imposing house with 60-some rooms. It’s surrounded by woods on the back and cornfields on the front. You take a winding road to get there, to the museum that used to be a lunatic asylum.

You may already know two things about this museum: It houses a glass jar with three chopped-off fingers and ghosts.

But if you take the time to drive south on Dunbridge Road – the road perpendicular to Meijer – to the Wood County Historical Center and Museum, you’ll find that the museum offers more than a jar of shriveled fingers.

For instance, you could come to a curator series event. Led by Randy Brown, the museum’s curator, these events are about a topic related to preserving history or history that has already been preserved, such as protecting heirlooms and the dress of Northwest Ohio’s Native Americans.

I went on the full moon tour. Brown led the group through the grounds, and at each stop, he explained the history of the building or equipment.

Built in 1868, the main building housed the county’s poor and unwanted. The home’s inmates, as they were called, were there because they were out of work. So work was provided.

They raised dairy cattle, chickens, sheep, hogs and horses. They tended to the fields and gardens. They did all the work necessary to keep the house from falling to disrepair. And they kept a self-sufficient farm.

The home was for people with mental illnesses, too. People like Bert Gifford.

He is in photographs hanging throughout the museum. Gifford was short and frequently was pulling a wagon, and regardless of everything else going on in the world, he was always smiling.

He is Edie Olds’ inspiration for volunteering at the museum because of his smiling.

Olds is not from Wood County, so she has adopted the history here as her own. Since she is a decorator, she was asked to decorate one of the museum’s smaller rooms for the holiday tours. She completed a room that first year, then the Victorian Parlor the next year, and shortly after, was asked to take over and is now in charge of the holiday decorations.

“I never thought I would be doing this after I retired,” Olds said. She had always considered the building as just the county home until she began volunteering. “It’s more than that,” she said.

It is more than just the county home because of the learning opportunities at the museum.

“I feel like when people come here, I feel like they learn something,” Brown said. He wants visitors to take home something they did not know, in order to fulfill the museum’s purpose.

The museum is in many travel books, Brown said, including numerous books featuring strange and out-of-the-ordinary items and places. One of those books is “Oddball Ohio: A Guide to Some Really Strange Places” by Jerome Pohlen, which is how I first heard of the museum about eight years ago.

The strange item?

The fingers.

“We try to deemphasize that,” Brown said, which is accomplished by visitors having to walk through most of the museum to get to them.

One of the other exhibits – Brown’s favorite “by far” – is the American Indian exhibit. It is about their culture, not the battles. The exhibit tracks how the American Indians’ lives changed as the Europeans moved west. Tools used before and after the European influence, which brought horses and metal and drastically altered their lives, are displayed, along with jewelry, furs, a teepee and cookware.

Brown likes the museum because it “tells people about their own history,” he said. For instance, he learned that the Wood County area produced more oil than Pennsylvania or Texas for 20 years. The first well was drilled in 1884.

“I grew up here and didn’t know about the oil boom,” he said.

Other parts of history are controversial.

The museum has a KKK robe from the early 1900s, which is currently not on display. There are complaints if it is up and complaints if it is down, Brown said.

“We can’t pretend it didn’t happen,” he said, referring to complaints that the robe should not be on display.

Those fingers are controversial, too.

The display is about the last man to be executed in Wood County in 1883 – Carl Bach. He murdered his wife, Mary, with a corn knife. He cut off her fingers and they were saved as evidence for the trial. Next to the fingers are the knife, the rope, the noose and the hood from the execution, and some letters, a Bible and a pipe.

The fingers were on display in the Wood County Court House until they were moved to the museum.

Ann Householder, a volunteer who helps with the monthly tea series, said it was a right of passage to see the fingers at the court house when she was a child.

People would be in an uproar if they were taken off the display, Brown said.

The ghost stories are part of the county’s history, too.

Even though the pursuit of ghosts does not connect with the museum’s purpose, museum director Christie Raber said, “The ghost stories are a part of folklore. First-hand stories are chronicled for the museum, in addition to common themes that are heard from second- and third-hand sources.

“I think you can use the ghost stories that surround the place to study the place,” Raber said. “It’s about what people really believe, and that as a historian is what I’m interested in.”

The museum, when it was the county home, was a place of last resort for hundreds of people. Those people found a home there and did not want to leave, as evident by the sadness felt by many of the home’s last residents when they were moved into the new county nursing home in 1971, said Dorsey Sergent, who took medicine to the patients at the county home from the mid 1950s until the museum closed and was the staff pharmacist for the home (and then the new nursing home) from 1965 until 1987.

The stories frequently told involve hearing noises such as a girl crying in the halls, footsteps, notes from a piano and a music box. Other people claim to have seen Bert Gifford pulling his wagon around the grounds.

Raber said she has gotten used to the noises. She thinks the building has also gotten used to her by accepting her presence. She also does not mind if the ghost stories are what gets people in the museum. “If that’s the hook, then that’s OK,” she said, just as long as the visitors look at everything else, too.

One of the museum’s most famous ghost stories happened to Sergent.

Because of his science background, it is hard for him to comprehend what he’s seen. “Science can be repeated, explained and analyzed,” he said, which cannot be done with ghosts.

Sergent said most people are reluctant to talk about encounters with ghosts, including himself. People bring stories to him because they know he saw Agnes, and they know that he won’t judge. He enjoys hearing the stories, and with permission, retelling them.

“I’m more or less a story teller,” he said. “People find it entertaining, and that’s good enough for me.”

In 1969 Sergent was taking a medicine delivery to the home just like he always did. He was with a student intern. They entered the west wing and were walking to the nurse’s station in the east wing when a lady stepped out of a doorway, Sergent said.

She was short, elderly and smiling. Sergent and the intern said hello, and she smiled and nodded in return.

“As we stepped around her, she was gone,” Sergent said.

He and the intern told a nurse about their encounter, and she said all the doors were locked and no one was out. The area was searched and no one was found.

Sergent recalled some of the nurses did not laugh when he told their story, because he knew they had witnessed strange events, too. The woman, at the time, was unidentifiable, so she was called Agnes.

At the October tea at the museum, when Sergent was telling these stories, he said he often says goodbye to Agnes when he leaves the museum, and occasionally the lights flicker in response. Also at the tea, Sergent said he happened to see a new picture that was hung in the museum. When he stopped to look at it, he realized the woman in the photograph looked familiar. He said, “‘Oh, my God. That’s the ghost I saw.’”

The photograph is of Charlotte Farmer, a former matron of the infirmary.

Then when renovations were being done on the home after it was turned over to the Wood County Park Commission – some time between 1971 and 1975 – bare-foot footprints were found inside on the second floor. The prints were never photographed or recorded, so Sergent cannot remember exactly when this happened, but he saw them with his own eyes.

Sergent said a maintenance man was varnishing the floors and blocked off the upstairs and locked the building after he finished his job. When the worker returned on Monday morning, the prints were found.

They led from a doorway halfway across the hall. There were only nine toes.

Sergent saw the prints and said there is no way someone could have gotten into the room without leaving tracks, nor is there a way the person could have stopped leaving tracks in the middle of the hallway.

“It’s easily explained with other means,” he said.

But he does not want to focus on the hauntings. “We don’t want to become a ghost museum. We don’t want to distract from the true purpose,” Sergent said.

The “true purpose” is to preserve history, which is why Herman and Eileen Aufdencamp are involved. Both spent about nine years on the Wood County Historical Society Board and now both are committee members. Eileen Aufdencamp is on the collections committee and Herman Aufdencamp is on the facilities and property committee. They love preserving history and even have their own museum in their garage at their house.

Herman Aufdencamp started his collection with butter churns. He also has tools, baskets, immigrant trunks, an 1846 sleigh, a buggy and a 1922 Model T. Nearly all of his artifacts are from Wood County and a good portion belonged to his relatives.

“That’s my interest. I want to preserve things,” Herman Aufdencamp said, who wants to preserve so he can show his children and grandchildren “how things used to be.”

By coming to the museum, people can see what life was like. In addition to the home, there are many other buildings on the property from the same time period. There’s a lunatic house, herb garden, horse barn, hog barn, ice house and ice ponds, a pauper’s cemetery, power house – which heated the home – and pest house – for men with communicable diseases.

Eileen Aufdencamp is always spreading the word about the museum, carrying brochures in her purse to give to people interested in the museum. Herman Aufdencamp said getting people to the museum is necessary for its success.

“What good is it to preserve things if you can’t show it to people?” he said.

The location and structures make the museum all the more appealing to Householder. “There’s that nice, sleepy, old place out there,” she said.

To Householder, what the museum does is immeasurable. “The preserving of the history of the area … I don’t know how you could put a value on it,” she said.

Events at the museum:

TEA: FOLKLORE TEA
Thursday, October 14, 2010 — 7:00 PM
Be chilled to the bone by some eerie folklore stories from around Northwest Ohio.
Reservation and Fee Info

HALLOWEEN FOLKLORE & FUNFEST
Saturday, October 16, 2010, 4:00 – 9:00 PM
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Sponsored by the Wood County Park District

FOLKLORE FRIDAYS AT THE INFIRMARY
Friday, October 22, and 29, 2010.
Two-hour guided folklore tour includes the Infirmary (now the Wood County Museum) and select locations such as the Paupers’ Cemetery, Lunatic Asylum, and Oil Derrick. Tours start at 7 PM, 8 PM, and 9 PM and reservations are required.
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Volunteer to be a folklore tour guide : If interested, call 419-352-0967 or volunteer@woodcountyhistory.org

BE A TOURIST IN YOUR OWN TOWN / BGSU Family Weekend
October 23 & 24, 2010. 1:00 – 4:00 PM
Tour your own community through the eyes of a tourist. It’s Demo Day at the Museum featuring demonstration of the blacksmith shop (Saturday only), Oil Derrick, and old-fashioned treats like apple cider pressing, popcorn, and butter churning. Museum and Barns open for self-guided tours.

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Postcard arrival: Taiwan and the Netherlands

I really enjoyed both of these postcards. First, from Taiwan. I want to visit Orchid Island after seeing this postcard. I have always been interested in Taiwan, mostly because I know someone from there, but this view looks absolutely gorgeous. Plus, this area is called  Steamed Bun Mountain. How amazing is that?

The stamps are pretty interesting, too.

And more bulb fields from the Netherlands!

And more different Netherlands stamps!

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Wednesday photo: Innsbruck

My trip to Innsbruck was a spontaneous Sunday trip with the summer program students in July 2006. We wanted to climb the Untersberg in Salzburg, but my host mother thought that would be a terrible idea for a blistering summer day. I’m sure she was right.

So we took the train two hours south and west to Innsbruck, the capital of Tyrol nestled into the Alps. Much like Salzburg, Innsbruck was full of cookie-cutter buildings painted liked Easter eggs, but was more modern and more industrial. The Alps are about five miles away from Salzburg, but in Innsbruck, they are right there, just like this picture shows. It’s city, river and bam! Mountains! This view is from the Stadtturm, or city tower. There’s a great view from only 147 steps that also includes the Olympic ski jump from the two winter Olympics Innsbruck has hosted.

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Experiencing the world

I have spent the last few weeks thinking about my life a lot, thanks to one small change that has had a pretty big impact. When I follow the lines of what has been impacted, this blog is what had to give a little.

I love writing and sharing my travel stories, but sitting here isn’t living life. Life is what’s going on outside, and when I can take a chance to be a part of it, I don’t turn that down. I remember specifically the point in college when I realized how the important things can shift around, depending on the importance (and influence) of everything else.

This has made me more spontaneous and it has made me more appreciative. Even with all of these changes, I’m still the same person inside, because I still haven’t found something big enough to justify skipping class and I don’t take sick days and I still pretty much follow the rules. When the time comes for me to break one of those, I’ll do it.

I am again in the midst of planning a trip, and this is also taking up another good chuck of my time. The logistics of this are such that not much can be planned that far ahead because I would like to leave much to chance and to desire.

I will be traveling the Pacific Coast Highway from San Francisco to Portland later this month. The redwoods, the ocean, the sea stacks, the kitschy tourist attractions in the Avenue of the Giants, and the beginning and ending cities are the main sights to be seen along the way. I am quite excited, but it is coming quite soon and I am not ready. I have so many books from the library that I could read, but I don’t have too high of hopes for getting through too many of them. The land will be lovely, and that’s all that matters.

Here’s my 24 books and six maps. Yes, I’m crazy, but I do love to read about my destinations and look at maps.

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Wednesday photo: Untersberg and Alps

There are so many beautiful places to rest your eyes on in Salzburg, Austria.

One of my favorite things to do was ride along Hellbrunner Allee, and this was the view of the entire ride. See my post about that bike ride here: A royal ride in Salzburg.

I love the mountains, especially when they are snow covered (this shot is from May) and have craggy peaks. And the meadows leading up to them are just so green. Sigh…

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