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Stopping on the side of the Autopista, we visited a monument to the Jíbaro people of Puerto Rico. The Jíbaro aren’t the natives of Puerto Rico, per se, but they embody a specific home-grown culture that is neither copied from Spain, nor from America. It has to do with the land, and the agricultural traditions, foods, music, etc. Hard to explain really (although Wikipedia does a decent job). Sort of like the American Redneck of, say, Tennessee. It could be seen as an insult, but if you get distill the stereotypes, you’ll find it actually is a unique cultural heritage.
And later in the day we dropped Gabe and Mischa off at a hotel in Patillas, which was actually very nice, although completely empty.
Heading to Guayama for the craft festival of the Ingenious Artisans of Puerto Rico. Or something. I forget the actual name of their organisation.
Guyama is a classic southern plantation town, complete with Spanish-style plaza. Vintage PR right here. Strangely, there is a monument to deceased servicemen of Ohio in the town center. Why not.
Also pictured: improvised and hand-painted signage, vintage art deco movie theatre, and a piña colada prepared in an actual pineapple.
Of all the unlikely party venues in New York, I think the Hall of Planets at the American Museum of Natural History takes the biscuit. Well, that’s where we found ourselves on this night. Hanging out with Anthea and Kaity of Update Graphics, the night was a change of pace all around, eventually listening to the sounds of DJ Jazzy Jeff and watching the massive crowds sway the whole place.
I wonder if I can rent out the Museum for a wedding reception, or something. It certainly has a sense of grandeur which I find adds to the entertainment.
By the way, February 29th!
Here’s some video to get a feel for the madness of the party. Photos after the jump:
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And so to Bond St., one of those lesser-known streets in New York right in the middle of all the action. A very strange venue as well. Not sure if the photos capture the randomness of the situation. But gotta love those 12-foot windows.
PS. I find it ironic that a ladies’ restroom converted into a newstand exists in the first place, but also sells lots of porno mags. Makes the Women sign that much more appropriate.
I love seeing the Beaver in New York. A symbol of the City since it was New Amsterdam, the beaver is in fact featured on the Seal of the City of New York and has recently returned in real life to build a lodge on the Bronx River. Now if only selling pelts could fund free health care for all residents.
Ok, this has nothing to do with anything, but I thought it worth note that a mother tiger is quite happily raising a litter of piglets (dressed as tigers). Read the story.
I love how in the US, Charles Darwin is an infamous and controversial character of science and many midwestern states have banned his writings and indeed his theories. Yet in Britain, they put him on the money and the Natural History Museum in London is practically a monument to his work. This is why I live here.
For the record, the NHM in NYC is much better (at least based on my childhood memories, which in general are quite accurate).
Plastic blue whales?…really people.
Guy Fawkes Day and all the madness that goes with it.
Of course, me being a fool, I forgot to charge my battery for the picture taking. Let me describe it using….words.
First, we assembled in the center of town and watched as the Bag and Drum corp from Reading marched noisily in front of the town populous. Everyone was carrying torches as we marched up Castle Street, it was quite a site in fact. Then we proceeded to Farnham Park and put out our torches before the fireworks. We’ve all seen fireworks before, but its a bit different when you’re standing up and its vaguely raining and its November. Things we take for granted: July. After the fireworks, a huge bonfire was set alight burning stuffed models of Guy Fawkes, Harry Potter and two other dummies (perhaps Blair and Bush, or Bush and Chaney).
I often get asked “why did I come to the UK?”, and it’s usually more like “What the Hell are you doing in this shit town called Farnham?”. If I am feeling whimsical, I might say “Well, America doesn’t have any castles.”
Built in the 12th century by the Bishop of Winchester. Besieged, sold, rebuilt, turned into a park … standard really.
Caribbean National Forest. Green and in all other ways cool.