Posts in the ‘Travel’ Category

A Day of Immersive Art on Pittsburgh’s North Side

Paths to the Park, Pittsburgh

I finally got to head back to Pittsburgh for a second visit and I arived in the city on the brink of summer. Everything in lush and green, the sun is out and my allergies are making my nose run and eyes itch.

Like my last trip, I’ve had a good amount of time to wander about on my own, so I decided to check out some of the sights I missed on my last brief trip. Friday, I took a nice walk to the North Side and headed to the Mattress Factory, a museum down an alley that specializes in large-scale installations from contemporary artists.

There was an inyeresting wood sculpture exhibit by Thaddeus Mosley that made me feel like I was walking through a semiurban forest of undulating yet stoic tress.

There was another exhibit almost entirely in the dark by James Turrell that played on perceptions of light, shape and space with a floating red projected cube that you realize is just a corner in a room, and a flat purple rectangle that you come to realize is an entire room lit up and shown through a frame. It was creepy walking around in the dark by myself, especially listening to the creaky footsteps from the floor above and other building noises, but it was also interesting and immersive.

Infinity Dots Mirrored Room by Yayoi Kusama

Infinity Dots Mirrored Room by Yayoi Kusama

Another near exhibit was two mirrored polka-dotted rooms designed by Yayoi Kusama that I walked through with my shoes off.

Mattress Factory Slideshow

While at the museum I saw information on a new interacive art project, Paths to the Park, which paired North Side students with people at locals arts and community organizations and had them walk to the park in West Commons wearing chalk shoes to show their trail. The walk was going on that evening, so I went to check out the event and watched people coming into the parks leaving neon green trails, talked to some people involved with the project and even tried on the chalk shoes. They were harder to walk in than I thought they would be. (Paths to the Park Flickr Gallery)

Chalk Shoes for Paths to the Park

Chalk Shoes for Paths to the Park

Since I had some time before Paths to the Park started, I also stopped by the National Aviary where I saw a bunch of birds, including 2 of the biggest in the world — Andean Condors — as well as cute little penguins, rambunctious flamingos and some pretty parrots. I got there too late to catch any of the day’s shows, though, so there wasn’t quite as much to do as I’d hoped. (National Aviary Flickr Gallery)

A bird at the National Aviary

A bird at the National Aviary

When I finally headed home, I got to walk by PNC Field where the Pirates were playing. I fought foot traffic on the bridge from downtown as the only one walking away from the game. Next week, when I’m back in town, we’re going to see about getting tickets to a game.

6th Street Bridge by PNC Field

6th Street Bridge by PNC Field

Check out more Pittsburgh photos on Flickr and Facebook


A Whirlwind Tour of Niagara Falls

The view from our hotel room

The view from our hotel room

For the weekend, Evan and I went to Niagara Falls. I’d never been there before, so I was really excited to see the falls — and to return to my homeland, Canada. We had a great room on the top floor of the Sheraton Fallsview that had an incredible view of both the Canadian and American falls. We were just glued to the window every time we were up there.

A very misty morning at the falls

A very misty morning at the falls

We of course did the requisite wander by the falls, and we rode the Maid of the Mist — a boat that takes you so close to the falls you are completely enveloped in its mist and can’t really see anything. It felt like being hit by a giant storm at sea. Everything got soaked and it was so windy it was hard to keep my eyes open. And I only realized after I was drenched that my mascara wasn’t waterproof. Oops. The ponchos they gave us helped, but our pants, shoes and sleeves still got pretty wet.

Emerging from the waterfall's "mist" completely drenched

Emerging from the waterfall's "mist" completely drenched

Once we were done with the touristy falls sights, though we ventured toward the very quaint and charming Niagara on the Lake. We stopped at the botical gardens and butterfly conservatory, which was fantastic. The gardens weren’t in bloom yet, but there were tons of butterflies flying around in the indoor garden, which just created a magical experience. I tried to capture it on video.

Evan also took some great photos of the butterflies.

ButterflyIn Niagara on the Lake, we had tea and scones at the Irish Tea Room, and the night before, we had a wonderful dinner at the Stone Road Grille. We wandered around the cute shops on the main strip, bought some cookies, and checked out Lake ontario. We could JUST make out Toronto in the background.

The view of Lake Ontario

The view of Lake Ontario

We also found out that Niagara has a wonderful wine country, so we went to the Peller and Hillebrand vineyards for some wine tasting. They both had excellent chardonnays, geverztraminers and ice wines and we bought a couple of bottles to take home — apparently you can’t get much Canadian wine in the U.S. at all.

It was a marvelous weekend, filled with new sights, good food and of course, excellent company. I really miss traveling. You can check out more photos in my Niagara galleries on Facebook (more of the photos of me and Evan) and on Flickr (more of the landscapes and butterfly photos)

A Few Days in Pittsburgh

Pittsburgh

Thursday morning, I arrived in Pittsburgh to visit Evan, who has been working there since the beginning of April. While he was working during the day, I spent my time wandering about the city, taking photos.

Thurdsay, I walked across the Smithfield Street Bridge and started exploring downtown and the Cultural District, where all Pittsburgh’s big theaters are. I also crossed the bridge into the Northside and walked around the Commons and by the Andy Warhol Museum. I also checked the few things at Station Square, where Evan is living, which mostly involved a walk through a mall and a peek into the beautiful historic train station converted into a restaurant, the Grand Concourse.

Friday, I decided to head up to Mount Washington, and took the Monongahela Incline up to the top. Then walked along the ridge of the mountain until I reached the Duquesne Incline (which is much quainter and cuter and has exhibits about the incline’s history in its top station). I rode the incline down and walked across the Fort Pitt Bridge to Point Park and walked around downtown again, this time making it all the way out to the Strip District before heading back.

Friday night, Evan and I got to explore the city together. We went to the Warhol Museum, where we saw a great collection of Andy Warhol’s work and learned a lot about his life. There was also a special exhibit: The Vader Project, which was really entertaining. We got to see 100 Darth Vader masks as interpreted by different artists. Some of the projects were really impressive artistically and others were conceptually funny. I’m not a big Star Wars fan, but I did enjoy the exhibit.

After the museum, we went for a very tasty dinner at Eleven. The service was a bit strange, but the food was delicious (see my Yelp review for more details).

Here are a few of my favorite photos from my wanders:

The Duquesne Incline, with Downtown Pittsburgh in the background

The Duquesne Incline, with Downtown Pittsburgh in the background

Crossing the Fort Pitt Bridge into Downtown

Crossing the Fort Pitt Bridge into Downtown

A Downtown office part with lots of metallic buildings -- Pittsburgh is steel city and its downtown architecture shows it

A Downtown office part with lots of metallic buildings -- Pittsburgh is steel city and its downtown architecture shows it

One of the most delightful things I cam across in Downtown Pittsburgh: A transformer/robot sculpture made of models of Pittsburgh's bridges

One of the most delightful things I cam across in Downtown Pittsburgh: A transformer/robot sculpture made of models of Pittsburgh's bridges

There are tons more photos in my Pittsburgh galleries on Flickr and Facebook

San Diego Weekend: Coronado and ‘The Cradle Will Rock’

The beach with the Hotel Del Coronado in the distance

The beach with the Hotel Del Coronado in the distance

This weekend, I went down to San Diego to see a friends’ play, The Cradle Will Rock, and my friends showed me around the city with a fun driving tour and a walk around Coronado Island.

The fun started at the beginning of my day, though, when I got to go to my favorite brunch spot, Plums, in Costa Mesa. Plums has amazing eggs, pancakes and waffles, and Evan and I were regulars when I lived in Orange County. It can be a wait, but it’s always worth it, especially for the enormous Dutch baby (a kind of baked pancake souffle). This visit, my sister Michelle and I shared the shirred eggs and a lemon meringue waffle, which were both delicious.

flowersThen we headed down to San Diego, where Michelle goes to school and where I was visiting my friends Lindsey and Sean. They took me on a driving tour through University Heights, Old Town, Downtown and plenty of other neighborhoods before we crossed over the big bridge to Coronado Island. We got out and checked out the historic and lovely Hotel Del Coronado, with its stately white wood and red roofed exterior and dark wood interior. We walked down the beach, where we watched kids jumping across rocks, and we wandered through some of the residential streets, which had beautiful houses with very pretty gardens.

We grabbed a quick dinner at the Village Pizzeria before heading downtown to see The Cradle Will Rock, a musical Lindsey directed that’s still running for a few more weeks at the Tenth Street Theater if you’d like to catch it. The play is about the Depression, unions and selling out, and it focuses on the story of corporate big-shot Mr. Mister and his cronies who put their morals aside for money, and Larry Foreman, on the other side, leading union efforts.

I didn’t know about the play before, but Lindsey filled me in on some of its history, which is just as interesting as the show itself. The initial, federally-funded run of the show in 1937 was shut down because of its pro-labor/pro-communist leanings, and the cast performed the newly banned play from the audience of another theater in an impromptu gathering. There’s a fictionalized version of the story in the Tim Robbins film Cradle Will Rock, which I’ll be adding to my Netflix queue.

The play felt very much like an impromptu performance, with a minimal set and props, actors performing multiple roles and a piano-playing narrator who also took on some small parts. There were quite a few times during the performance when the actors came right up to the edge of the audience, and it felt like they were speaking and singing directly to each of us individually.

If you’re in the area, the play is worth checking out, and tickets are $25 presale or pay-what-you-can at the door.

the cradle will rock

Check out a few more San Diego photos on Flickr.

Another Weekend in Mammoth: Skiing in the Storm

You’ve seen some of the pictures from the rather treacherous drive, but now to talk about the actual weekend.

Friday night we got set up in the condo and cooked. I made garlic bread, rancher’s pasta and salad, then we settled in to play a game of Trival Pursuit against Caroline and Paul.

Saturday, we didn’t try hard enough to get to the mountain early ad got there in time for long lines at the ticket booth and even longer lines at the lifts. I’d never seen so many people trying to get on at Canyon before.

We decided to head over to a quieter part of the mountain, so we ended up over at Chair 25, enjoying the nice, long, powdery runs, and trying to stay somewhat sheltered from the wind. It was sunny, but it was cold and blustery and there were quite a few chairs out of commission because of the weather.

That night, our friend Ian came, and we had a dinner of my veggie stew, guacamole and salsa, then played music trivia game Riff (which my parents apparently found at the 99 cent store).

Sunday we woke up to even more snow. Thankfully it wasn’t too windy, and it wasn’t much colder than the day before, so we headed out to the mountain. The lines were a little shorter and some more of the lifts were open, including Cloud 9 Express, which goes to some beautiful runs on the far side of the mountain.

We played in the deep powder and challenging runs on Cloud 9, then headed to the opposite side of the mountain, to chairs 12 and 13, where it was very quiet and peaceful. By the end of the day, the sun had even started to peek out a bit, and we were exhausted from our day.

We went out for a nice dinner at Skadi, where apparently the chef is crazy (it says so on the menu!) but the food is very good. Then we went home to make brownies and compete at movie trivia in Scene It? (Go team popcorn!).

By Monday morning the snow was coming down pretty hard, so we just packed up and headed home — little did we know how long it would be snowing.

You can check out more photos from the weekend in my Facebook album.


Driving Through Dramatic Weather: Road Trip Photos

This past weekend’s trip to Mammoth was incredible. The snow was powdery, we ate lots of good food, and we got to spend some time with friends. The drives up and back, however, were rather trying. On the way up, we had heavy rain and even some snow in Mojave before the clouds parted to reveal some sunny skies. On the way back, it snowed for about three hours of the drive — until we got well below 3,000 feet, then was a mix of wind, rain, a bit of hail, and even an extra dollop of snow in the mountains just outside LA.

Here are a few photos I snapped on my iPhone…


On the way up, after a few hours of rain, the clouds started to blow over. The strange part was that it happened very quickly, and at this point, the sky was half sun, half seriously ominous clouds.


On the way back, it snowed for hours, then rained so hard it felt like we were driving through a car wash. When the clouds finally broke for a bit, the sunshine on the wet road and windshield was very dramatic.


I tried to snap some photos of Joshua trees in the snow, since I’d never seem them covered in powder before, but this one turned out to be my favorite.


I just had to take a photo of the snow on highway 14, just outside of LA and by Escondido Canyon Road. Thankfully it wasn’t coming down at that point.

Livetweeting a Road Trip and a Snowy Weekend Away

This weekend, I decided last minute to join my parents on their trip to Mammoth. Evan was out of town in Washington, DC, and I didn’t have much planned, so Friday afternoon, I packed a back and my parents came to pick me up.

The drive was particularly long. My dad put on a 3-hour “Climate War” radio program. There was a huge backup on the 405 and the 5 — it took us two hours to reach the 14 from my place when it usually takes closer to 30 minutes. And once we were done listing about how the world will devolve into utter anarchy and nuclear winter, the remainder of the drive was filled with a mix of Peter Paul and Mary, Bette Middler and driving 40 miles through a snow storm with chains on.

Well, to pass the time and document the experience, I was on Twitter. Some of the highlights:

Oh man, The Rose is on. Don’t want to admit it but I’m compelled to sing along “some say love…”

Apparently iphone predictive text doesn’t want to hear kum ba ya either. Its first option: kim bad ya

“Five hundred miles, five hundred miles…” now this song is speaking to me

Now this song is baffling: “Stewball was a racehorse… He never drank water, he only drank wine”!?

Goodnight Irene? How’d this make it on? Seems random. Do think they’re telling us to hurry up, get there and get to bed.

So much snow coming at us we’ve got a warp speed effect going on. Ridiculous speed!

We finally arrived after about 8 hours — it normally takes 5. There were many more updates, but you can visit Twitter to read the rest. Sorry about the spelling — I learned that the iPhone predictive text changes things without me realizing a lot, and I’m also apparently sloppy about checking my updates on my phone.

Saturday we went skiing/snowboarding, though the top of the mountain was entirely in a cloud. We only did one run up top before deciding it was too stressful to navigate the white-out, so we spent the rest of the day on the lower half of the mountain, enjoying the deep, new snow. We didn’t stay out too long because it started getting windy and the snow hitting our faces was getting painful, so we headed back in, climbing back up to the condo behind the Austriahof — always a fun little adventure at the end of the day.

That night we went to Nevados for a delicious dinner. The bread was nice and hot, I got a yummy pasta and vegetable dish, and we shared a deconstructed tiramisu in a chocolate cup for dessert. That was the best part. I couldn’t even snap a picture before my dad had started taking it apart.

Today was sunnier, but a lot windier. I didn’t head up to the mountain, and my parents only stayed out for a couple of hours in the morning. Thankfully, the drive home was a lot easier than the drive up, and it only took 5 hours to get back to my place.

I didn’t mean for this to become the all Mammoth all the time blog, but be warned: I’m heading up next weekend, too. I’ll try to post about some other things, too. I promise.