The Final Frontier (DCL without Young’ens)

I’ll take it!
It’s the first time I can remember where my existence has even been recognized by any measure.

That first time's always the best.

I believe you’re correct about the owner of the actual track in that image.
But the picture was just to enhance the statement.

Oh, I know. Thought it was great.

To paraphrase another rather good TR writer I’ve encountered:
You knew there’d be a “but”, didn’t you.

There always is…
Otherwise we’d never be able to sit down.

Who'd be silly enough to write something like that????

It’s all part of my diabolical plan!
Diversions into things that we never knew we wanted to know are my weakness.

:laughing:

okay. off to (finally) read that last update!
 
It is now 3 bells after midnight (see? applying my lernin's already!) and I'm ignoring my own TR to finally... finally read yours!
Please. Be gobsmacked at the honour which I bestow upon thee.

And considering the hour... I can't promise coherency.

Tee minus 5 seconds and counting..
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2
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Already mentioned it, but.... Warn a fellow will ya?
Something like "Clicking this link will occupy the next 3-4 hours of you life... probably more."

“Blue as the ocean”, is a phrase I’ve heard on a fairly regular bases for pretty much my entire life.

Not me. Not when you live no where near an ocean.
And when we did live on the coast of one, it wasn't blue. More... black... or grey.
But then again, you don't look at it all that much when you're constantly looking over your shoulder trying to not get eaten.

(as evidenced by that tattered image from the mid 1960s)

Love that shot.

or be forced to wear a navy blue suite to your cousin Amanda’s wedding reception,

I sense some latent anger there.

Nope… to catch a glimpse of the hue that has inspired both adventurers and poets alike, you need to first loose site of the land.

I tried that.
I looked left... nope. Still land.
I looked right... same thing.
I looked ahead, I looked behind.
Land.

So I looked up.

Bingo.

And it was blue, too.

Otherwise it’s gonn’a be a long swim toward our destination.

I do not swim in the deep blue.
Too much great white in it.

we shuffled off toward the Mickey Ear inspired entrance of the terminal’s main gangway…

Man, those things are so obvious that I bet most people didn't even see it.

everyone else just got up and clogged the center of the room pressing up against the ropes like tweens rushing the stage at some pop star’s most recent concert.

Funny you should say that.
One Direction was playing in town tonight.
You could hear the screams for miles.

I am of course referring to those people within earshot screaming "Make it stop!"

I’m completely aware that y’all are the only people here today that paid a good bit of money for this experience and therefore deserve to be treated in accordance with that level of outlay by all the worthless schmucks currently interfering with your grand adventure, but I honestly thought we’d all gotten at least a cursory grasp on this proper behavior stuff way back in kindergarten.

A person is (usually) a pleasant sort. People, however, well...

I decided to get a mite rude (for a South’ner, that is) and started pushing my way onward to clear a path for the rest of my family.

(Bellowing) "Stupid people take one step to the left! Rude people one to the right! Thank you!"

It was just about then when a CM announced that those who wished to skip the picture (and we fit that category) could step outside the ropes and continue on. It’s a bit like diving into the Fast Pass line at the parks.

Nice. I hate those cheesy staged shots.
I don't have a problem with other who like them.
I just don't care for them for myself.

Not intending to buy vary many of the ship board pictures anyway, we dove.

Cannonball or Bellyflop?

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Love those "sense of scale" shots. :thumbsup2

On our last DCL cruse, this fact led to a choice that would become the title of the TR that resulted from the endeavor, when we were introduced as:

“Experiment 627”

:laughing:

“Disney Fantasy please welcome aboard, The Rebel Spies!”

:lmao: Perfect!

Even if only one person actually heard it, I did get a laugh out of him…
so I’ll count that as the next win of the day.

Absolutely it counts!

Once you step through the doors you’ll find yourself entering the Grand Atrium at the center of Deck-3…

Beautiful.

Grand is an understatement for this part of the ship…

The word "subtle" does not come to mind.


Wait. I guess it just did.
Nevermind.

First stop of the day was La Piazza.

Oh boy! I love Pizza!

Rather instead it’s the Adult’s clubs, or to be more common and vulgar: the bars and night clubs

I think I might frequent the area. Just to get away from screaming kids for a while.
Or is that not really a problem on a ship that big?
I really don't know.

Or if you just absolutely need to get candid pictures of various members of your party pretending to ride a Vespa…

nah. got my own two-wheeler.

through the middle of a lounge…

Well... okay. I don't do that with it.

There are two ways to go about slaking one’s hunger on boarding day

Slaking? Wow!

And honestly, that’s a fine plan if you have pre-teen kids that are bored senseless by anything that doesn’t specifically relate to them.

Or teens. Trust me.


That was entertaining.


Best TV show ever? Possibly.

We arrived precisely at noon just as they were opening the doors for lunch and were about the fourth or fifth group seated.

Good timing.

we often so enjoyed relaxing while sitting down to some very fine eats up to the point where we often just slap forgot about taking any pictures of the proceedings.

No problem. There's been times when I've done the same.
Either for that very reason, or due to starvation.

For those that haven’t yet experience it, here’s how Disney’s Rotational Dining works.

Interesting.

It also turns out that our last mystery got solved; we were assigned to a table of four, meaning that we’d be sharing meals with a sum total of zero strangers on this cruise.

And that suited us just fine.

I would prefer the same. For the same reasons.

There were no problems from this to be sure, but in trying not to be rude to our fellow diners, we also tended to stifle our own conversations and that detracts a mite from the overall experience.

Exactly.

To ensure that the house keeping staff has adequate time to make every room as practically perfect as possible, guests are not allowed onto the halls of the “living decks” until at least 1:30 in the afternoon. As such there’s really no reason to even attempt to access your stateroom prior to that unless you just want to stand in one of the elevator vestibules waiting for the ropes to be dropped.

This is one rope drop I think I could skip.

And, just cause I’m generally mean and ornery…
I ain’t goin’a show y’all the actual stateroom just yet.

What??? Cruel! Cruel and ... I'm too tired to remember what the and was... hang on.... heartless!

Now, you’ens just simmer down, ya’ hear…

NO! I don't have to! Na na na na na na nah! ppbbbtttt!!!!!

but for right now, your just gonn’a have to use your imagination

I see a square box devoid of any furnishings except for a moldy mattress.

Notice the green sign on the left of that picture with the big “G” plastered on it…

::yes::


got it.
Had it wrong all these years.
I just assumed you could replace the word "bells" with "hours".

If you don’t show up for the drill, they won’t go hunt your down, but you will receive a rather stern letter directly from the captain and delivered straight to your stateroom door.

oops!

And trust me, from that point on…
they’ll be watching you.



Always watching…

oy! Sounds rather.... dictatorial.

Besides, they no longer make you actually wear the life vest during the drill so what’s there to complain about?

What if I want to wear the vest? I've never been on a cruise ship. I might like it!

I had a moment to be silly and was looking sneakily at Tamara from across the boy’s shoulder. Tam caught a picture of it and I couldn’t resist the same ploy on the Dream in 2011…

:laughing: Nice!

No, we were assigned to a nightclub.

So you don't go down with the ship, you get down with the ship.

(well, everyone except Ponzi, he’s already learned to follow that command)

Hey! Well... yeah.

(and DCL they had to get special permission to paint them yellow rather than orange)…

One of the very few things I knew about DCL.

Yet even so, there’s really not quite enough physical room on the exposed portions of Deck-4 for over four thousand passengers to crowd onto at once.

Or even three Kardashians.

In the event of an actual evacuation, these folks - once accounted for - would then be led either to fill in the open spaces remaining in the life boats,

Say what?
"Any remaining open spaces? No? Oh. Too bad. Sorry!"

Which means that in order to get our Official Stupid Muster Drill Photograph…
We had to improvise just a mite…

Looks like it worked just fine.

Yep…
I look pretty stupid there.

As stupid as the person wearing the life vest behind you?
(See? That could've been me!)

(and for those among us who are rather out of shape to catch our collective breath after ascending those flights of stairs).

:laughing:

It wasn’t long at all before we could feel the slight vibration of the ships thrusters as they began steadily pushing nearly 130,000 tons of ship away from the dock and terminal

And a very small boy, pushing with a stick.

I’m fairly certain that it would be a violation of several federal statutes and endanger the lives of thousands if I were to actually be caught dancing…

Please no! Anything but that!

Far more entertaining - to me at least – is to find a nice spot along the rails (and away from the mind numbing thump, thump, thump of the dance party back there) to just watch as we slowly follow the Pilot boat out of the port and on toward open water…

I would agree with your choice of entertainment.

We even went back after the trip was over to see if we were lucky enough to get picked up by the Port Canaveral WebCam.

Nice!
Reminds me of when my Dad and I went to Germany back in '04.
I had found a live webcam in Nurenberg that took a picture every minute. I told DW that we'd be there at a certain time.
So she went over to my Mom's and got her computer up and running and surfed over to the website.
So while they were in Canada hooting and hollering because they could see us an ocean away, I was trying to explain to my Dad why we were standing in the middle of a walkway doing nothing for five minutes.
He never did understand it... until he got back and Mom told him that they saw us.

Not terribly detailed nor flattering as pictures go, but it’s better that you don’t see too much of me too often anyway.

Thanks kindly for sparing those of us with weak stomachs.

It’s not “blue” so much as it’s this incredibly mesmerizing shade of sapphire.

Nicely said.

Maybe it’s just me, but I find it almost hypnotic. Maybe it’s because I can’t see it anywhere else other that when I’m aboard a ship.

You may be right... but I suspect there are others.

Next up: A discussion of magnetism

This choice of a title may attract or repel readers.

If you were to read through any of the Apollo mission transcripts
(like the one I gave y’all a link to way back up at the top of this “chapter”)

:rolleyes1

no matter which point on Earth the ship is communicating with, everyone is using the same relative time reference.

All very interesting. Never thought about that aspect before.
Wouldn't the speed they were traveling have a slight relativistic effect on the clock?
Probably too small to notice.

than all control over the mission is shifted away from the LCC and to the MCC.

::yes::

Which is located about 900 miles west of Cape Canaveral in Houston, Texas.

Wouldn't mind seeing that too some day.

Thanks for the update! :goodvibes
 
Completely enjoying your writing style. Rebel Spies was great as is your tradition photo during muster drill - mine is t bring a cold beer. Gonna have to steal experiment 626 next summer when DD and future SIL board. Looking forward to more of your report as this is way better than my crib notes over on our home board. Have a great weekend.
 
You did? My word, that can’t be a good thing. Sure you’re feeling well?
I suspect that heat may have compromised your ability to think clearly if you were able to stay with those monsters all the way to their conclusions.

Especially since the upgrade to the Dis web site seceded in stripping out most of the punctuation (and properly typed South’rn English is heavily dependent on punctuation). That makes them a little harder to read.

By the way… Where about’s is “Here”?
It’s generally in the 100 degree range where I am in the Carolinas but I know we don’t have a controlling monopoly on stupid-crazy heat.


Although I have met people who thought it was an odd quirk, I just call myself a voracious (and omnivorous :)) reader. Following the Dis Forums has meant I only have two books in progress at a time instead of three.

I live a little south of you. Next time you're cruising down I-95, wave as you pass exit 94 in GA; I'm not far from there. When I found out you were from SC I automatically "heard" your articles in "South'rn" regardless of punctuation.
 

Howdy Folks... :wave2:
Sorry to be so long getting back over here.

Let's see if I can't at least catch up on the shout before the day is out. :rolleyes1
 
It is now 3 bells after midnight (see? applying my lernin's already!)
He can be taught…

and I'm ignoring my own TR to finally... finally read yours!
Please. Be gobsmacked at the honour which I bestow upon thee.
Oooo… benefits and honors all ready at age 53.
And I generally deserved to be smacked anyway


And considering the hour... I can't promise coherency.
I can’t promise coherency at any point in the day…
Certainly can’t expect it form others during the first watch.

Tee minus 5 seconds and counting..
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2
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The clock is running…
(and it shows that I’m very late in getting back to folks here

Already mentioned it, but.... Warn a fellow will ya?
Something like "Clicking this link will occupy the next 3-4 hours of you life... probably more."
Quite the opiate isn’t it.
I’ve done exactly the same thing; the transcript will suck you in quickly.


Not me. Not when you live no where near an ocean.
And when we did live on the coast of one, it wasn't blue. More... black... or grey.
But then again, you don't look at it all that much when you're constantly looking over your shoulder trying to not get eaten.

Makes sense; northern waters are far more angry.
On the up side, that black and grey water should have fewer of those pesky sharks.
On the down side, hypothermia would get to you quicker anyway.

I’d recommend just getting on the ship and having a tall drink or twelve.


Love that shot.
Thanks…
Brings back memories. That one was at Coco Beach. I was about five at the time, so my brother was around three. That was a long time ago to be sure…


I sense some latent anger there.
Not say’n it happened…
Not say’n it didn’t

Now I did make my son wear a silly suit to a wedding once, but he was too young to really complain about it at the time…

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I tried that.
I looked left... nope. Still land.
I looked right... same thing.
I looked ahead, I looked behind.
Land.

So I looked up.

Bingo.

And it was blue, too.
You sure it was blue?
Not black or grey?

It is the middle of the night.


I do not swim in the deep blue.
Too much great white in it.
So I’ve heard.
We’re headed to the coast in a couple weeks.
With the water being warmer this year and attracting the wrong kind of guests…
I may have to think about just how far I will go out into the surf this time around.


Man, those things are so obvious that I bet most people didn't even see it.
Interesting observation…
That theory may need testing.
Now I’ve got an excuse to go back; soon.


Funny you should say that.
One Direction was playing in town tonight.
You could hear the screams for miles.

I am of course referring to those people within earshot screaming "Make it stop!"
Goes without saying…
Seems like that should come under the heading of cruel and unusual punishment.


A person is (usually) a pleasant sort. People, however, well...
“People are dumb panicky animals, and you know it”


(Bellowing) "Stupid people take one step to the left! Rude people one to the right! Thank you!"
Now, why didn’t I think of that?


Nice. I hate those cheesy staged shots.
I don't have a problem with other who like them.
I just don't care for them for myself.
And they’re overly pricey…. And, we don’t photograph all that well…
We’d pose for as few during the cruse and may even have bought a couple, but at that point, we all just wanted to get aboard.


Cannonball or Bellyflop?
More like the graceless flailing jump overboard to escape a sinking ship kind of diving motion.



Love those "sense of scale" shots. :thumbsup2
Except when they give one a sense of my scale…
But otherwise, I must agree.


Absolutely it counts!
Any laugh is a good laugh
(unless they’re laughing at you… well, maybe even then)


The word "subtle" does not come to mind.
Disney can do subtle…
But it’s not their first instinct to be sure.

Oh boy! I love Pizza!
That’s up on Deck-11


I think I might frequent the area. Just to get away from screaming kids for a while.
Or is that not really a problem on a ship that big?
I really don't know.
You should spend a lot of time here, but noise wise…
Not as much as you’d think. The halls around the kids clubs and the family pool area can get right rambunctious (as can the dance club after enough drinks have been served), but there are a lot of very calm spots on the ships as well. A lot. The one thing that you can’t predict is how well behaved the folks in the next cabin over or up or down might be. That one comes down to the luck of the draw.


nah. got my own two-wheeler.
So I’ve heard…


Well... okay. I don't do that with it.
There’s always a first time.



Slaking? Wow!
Cover your ears, Radar.


Or teens. Trust me.
Oh, I’m well aware.
But nothing will satisfy them so I didn’t even try to solve that problem.


That was entertaining.
I though one or two folks might enjoy it.


Best TV show ever? Possibly.
Certainly one of the best from a stand point of satire and social commentary.



Good timing.
Sometimes you win.

No problem. There's been times when I've done the same.
Either for that very reason, or due to starvation.
Starvation will tend to cloud the mind.
Besides, there are plenty of other folks that will have that aspect covered nicely.


I would prefer the same. For the same reasons.
It’s just better that way.
I wish I could just start up long conversations with random folks, but I just don’t got that particular bone in my head (many other bones, yes, but not that one)


This is one rope drop I think I could skip.
The only Disney one I know of where it’s in your best interest.


What??? Cruel! Cruel and ... I'm too tired to remember what the and was... hang on.... heartless!
:lmao:


NO! I don't have to! Na na na na na na nah! ppbbbtttt!!!!!
You do get a mite cranky when you miss your nap, now aren’t ya’?


I see a square box devoid of any furnishings except for a moldy mattress.
Pretty good imagination there…
Drawing that one from experience per chance?


An easier sign to notice.
Not like those big gate numbers at MCO


got it.
Had it wrong all these years.
I just assumed you could replace the word "bells" with "hours".
I suspected that was true for a lot of folks, so the diversion seemed like a good one.


oy! Sounds rather.... dictatorial.
Only to those that have proven themselves a problem.
Generally, I find all crew members on DCL ships to be exceedingly friendly.
But the first priority of the officers aboard it to keep the ship safe, so they can’t affords to suffer fools lightly.


What if I want to wear the vest? I've never been on a cruise ship. I might like it!
Then by all means you should.
I think they’re quite fetching myself.

We’re easily bemused…


So you don't go down with the ship, you get down with the ship.
Is there really any other way?


Hey! Well... yeah.
Good boy…


One of the very few things I knew about DCL.
Some of the other lines are now taking advantage of that change in the rules as well.
So long as the boats are highly visible, I never saw a problem with it.


Or even three Kardashians.
You’d need and entire ship to contain even one of their egos.
(and that still might not do the job)


Say what?
What.

"Any remaining open spaces? No? Oh. Too bad. Sorry!"
Well, of course they’d be saying that to me, but I think they’d let the women and young’en’s aboard.


Looks like it worked just fine.
It certainly fits the category.
(of me looking silly, that is)


As stupid as the person wearing the life vest behind you?
(See? That could've been me!)
And some day I believe it will be.
Looking forward to that picture.


And a very small boy, pushing with a stick.
They could save great deal on fuel if they went that route.


Please no! Anything but that!

“Ow!… ow!… wait!, what’d I do mom!, what’d I do?”

Well I did say it would have been a violation of the law, so luckily for y’all…
I found a way to restrain myself.


I would agree with your choice of entertainment.
I do like to step out on the wild side.


Nice!
Reminds me of when my Dad and I went to Germany back in '04.
I had found a live webcam in Nurenberg that took a picture every minute. I told DW that we'd be there at a certain time.
So she went over to my Mom's and got her computer up and running and surfed over to the website.
So while they were in Canada hooting and hollering because they could see us an ocean away, I was trying to explain to my Dad why we were standing in the middle of a walkway doing nothing for five minutes.
He never did understand it... until he got back and Mom told him that they saw us.
:laughing: Trying to imagine the conversation…
So now, where is this camera, and why ae we looking for it again?


Thanks kindly for sparing those of us with weak stomachs.
I’m ornery, not genuinely evil.


You may be right... but I suspect there are others.
It’s interesting the things that will or won’t catch the imagination of one individual over another.




This choice of a title may attract or repel readers.
Most of my writings tend to be repellant forces.


All very interesting. Never thought about that aspect before.
Wouldn't the speed they were traveling have a slight relativistic effect on the clock?
Probably too small to notice.
Yes and yes. Good observation as well.
Interestingly we have been able to use some of the satellites to pretty much prove that at least that part of Einstein’s theories are pretty much spot on. But at the speeds that we can attain, the variance is very tiny.


Wouldn't mind seeing that too some day.
It’s on my list as well along with several other things in that general area…
Like the beaches,,,
and barbeque…
and another ship or two (imagine that)…

Thanks for the update! :goodvibes
You’re welcome.
Now I just need to get busy and write up the next one.
 
Completely enjoying your writing style. Rebel Spies was great as is your tradition photo during muster drill - mine is t bring a cold beer. Gonna have to steal experiment 626 next summer when DD and future SIL board. Looking forward to more of your report as this is way better than my crib notes over on our home board. Have a great weekend.
Howdy Mike! :welcome:
Thanks for dropping by sir.
Feel free to barrow steal or abscond with anything I toss out here (and I rather like your tradition).

I like your crib notes on the home board as well.
Especially the pictures, so I hope you keep posting them from time to time.


Although I have met people who thought it was an odd quirk, I just call myself a voracious (and omnivorous :)) reader. Following the Dis Forums has meant I only have two books in progress at a time instead of three.
Well if you’re reading my trifling missives, then voracious, may not be the precise adjective…
But I’m flattered that you took the time to look over my stories.


I live a little south of you. Next time you're cruising down I-95, wave as you pass exit 94 in GA; I'm not far from there.
I know the spot; just below I-16 and not far from where that B-47 is parked on the side of the highway.
What drew you to Savannah and from where (just curious)?

We need to make a point to get back to Savannah at some point. It’s one of our favorite places we’ve visited and it’s been way too long since we were there. I’ll make a point to wave next time I drive through.


When I found out you were from SC I automatically "heard" your articles in "South'rn" regardless of punctuation.
:laughing: appears that you’ve become well acclimated to the area, then.




Love your TR so far :)
:welcome: Thanks for dropping by and thanks for hollering out.
Glad I could be at least somewhat entertaining.

I’m working on the next update, but I’m not quite as quick about it as some other around here.
I may have to post up something short and simple just to tide folks over while I’m working on what is generally more long and ridiculous.

Thanks again for reading along.
 
He can be taught…

But he can't remember...

Oooo… benefits and honors all ready at age 53.

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And I generally deserved to be smacked anyway

There are some truths that cannot be argued.

The clock is running…
(and it shows that I’m very late in getting back to folks here

But you did get back... so it's all good.

Quite the opiate isn’t it.

::yes::

On the up side, that black and grey water should have fewer of those pesky sharks.
On the down side, hypothermia would get to you quicker anyway.

Nope. No sharks.
And nothing that a good wet suit wouldn't cure.
Heck, I dove in once in just a T-shirt and bathing suit.


Once.


Awwww....

You sure it was blue?
Not black or grey?

It is the middle of the night.

Nope. Blue. I read it in the daytime. Commented at night.

We’re headed to the coast in a couple weeks.
With the water being warmer this year and attracting the wrong kind of guests…
I may have to think about just how far I will go out into the surf this time around.

I know just how far I'd go.
Probably 5-10 feet... away from the water.

Interesting observation…
That theory may need testing.
Now I’ve got an excuse to go back; soon.

::yes::

Seems like that should come under the heading of cruel and unusual punishment.

Yep. I quickly stepped back inside and locked the door.

“People are dumb panicky animals, and you know it”

:rolleyes2

Now, why didn’t I think of that?

Because I wasn't behind you prodding you with a sharp stick.

More like the graceless flailing jump overboard to escape a sinking ship kind of diving motion.

Lovely imagery.
Really.

Except when they give one a sense of my scale…
But otherwise, I must agree.

:laughing:

That’s up on Deck-11

Ah. Well, guess I'll head up there then.

You should spend a lot of time here, but noise wise…
Not as much as you’d think. The halls around the kids clubs and the family pool area can get right rambunctious (as can the dance club after enough drinks have been served), but there are a lot of very calm spots on the ships as well. A lot. The one thing that you can’t predict is how well behaved the folks in the next cabin over or up or down might be. That one comes down to the luck of the draw.

Thanks for the info.

Cover your ears, Radar.

:thumbsup2

You do get a mite cranky when you miss your nap, now aren’t ya’?

Oh, you have no idea.

Pretty good imagination there…
Drawing that one from experience per chance?

Well, there was this one motel in...

You’d need and entire ship to contain even one of their egos.
(and that still might not do the job)

::yes:: A ship that size has yet to be built.
Engineers are saying that it's not possible given the current state of technology.

Well, of course they’d be saying that to me, but I think they’d let the women and young’en’s aboard.

As long as I'm younger than you, I agree with this statement.

And some day I believe it will be.
Looking forward to that picture.

Who knows? :confused3

“Ow!… ow!… wait!, what’d I do mom!, what’d I do?”

One word comes to mind...


Schwartz.

Well I did say it would have been a violation of the law, so luckily for y’all…
I found a way to restrain myself.

You've been watching 50 shades of grey again, haven't you.
 
I know the spot; just below I-16 and not far from where that B-47 is parked on the side of the highway.
What drew you to Savannah and from where (just curious)?

We need to make a point to get back to Savannah at some point. It’s one of our favorite places we’ve visited and it’s been way too long since we were there. I’ll make a point to wave next time I drive through.

My family moved to Savannah when I was four, so I didn't get any input in that decision. Since we came from Pennsylvania I can only claim to be a Transplanted Yankee and not an actual Savannahian (not enough generations!)

If you've never stopped to visit the B-47, please do. It's one of the showpieces of the Mighty Eighth Air Force Museum, which is an amazing place.
 
Just one small step...
July 20, 1969
Neil Armstrong. Great guy. And the namesake of this beautiful piece of architecture on the campus of Purdue University.

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the color of our oceans is at best:


Green…
I've always considered it to be more of a gray.

Turns out they were all just waiting for their number to come up.
:headache: What do they think it is? A Fast Pass entrance???

We’ll procedurally that is.
We still had the long chaotic line of folks ahead of us waiting to have their official boarding pictures taken by the staff from Shutters. It was just about then when a CM announced that those who wished to skip the picture (and we fit that category) could step outside the ropes and continue on. It’s a bit like diving into the Fast Pass line at the parks.
Yep... no need for a picture. Let me on the ship!

It’s all quite the miniature ego boost.
Well it can't be a full blown ego boost. You wouldn't be able to fit your head through the door and onto the ship!

But here’s the thing…
They will announce you in whatever manner you wish them to (apart from profanity, this is still Disney ya’ know). If you want to be called something different, something silly, something thought provoking…

Whatever comes to your mind, just go for it.
Here it comes... I've been waiting for this part.

“Disney Fantasy please welcome aboard, The Rebel Spies!”
I like it! :thumbsup2

The lady doing the announcing put her heart into it and we even got a pretty robust belly laugh from one of the other officers on applause duty at the time. Even if only one person actually heard it, I did get a laugh out of him…
so I’ll count that as the next win of the day.
Hey, it was definitely a win. I'm sure that the whole greeting process must get a little tiresome for them. Trying to be happy and energetic while greeting hundreds of groups or families boarding the ship... They must appreciate something out of the ordinary like that to break up the monotony.

or to be more common and vulgar: the bars and night clubs
Now you're speaking a language I understand.

Or if you just absolutely need to get candid pictures of various members of your party pretending to ride a Vespa…


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through the middle of a lounge…
After a few drinks, I'm sure riding the vespa through the middle of the lounge seems like a great idea!

It’s just that…
we often so enjoyed relaxing while sitting down to some very fine eats up to the point where we often just slap forgot about taking any pictures of the proceedings. I may try to find a few examples that other fine folks have sprinkled across the web when it serves to aid the process of explanation, but we’ll see how that works out as I come to those points in the story.
::yes:: I don't blame you, nor do I mind. I don't really feel comfortable taking pictures of food. And even if I did, when there's food in front of me, I'm far more concerned about details other than taking pictures.

we were assigned to a table of four, meaning that we’d be sharing meals with a sum total of zero strangers on this cruise.

And that suited us just fine.
I'm glad it worked out!

On several nights, mom and dad were dining separately and only the daughters (who spoke almost no English at all) would be there with us.
At least they trusted you enough to let you babysit... :rolleyes1

Obviously, with such a precedent set, it was incumbent upon us to replicate the result.
The problem is we weren’t assigned to a life boat this time.

No, we were assigned to a nightclub.
Say what????

Say What??
(well, everyone except Ponzi, he’s already learned to follow that command)
Oh no... you were thinking the same thing I was thinking... :faint:

In the event of an actual evacuation, these folks - once accounted for - would then be led either to fill in the open spaces remaining in the life boats, or to one of the numerous inflatable life rafts.
Sounds about right.

We're going to get everybody else on a real life boat... and then we'll find something for you to float around on.

Yep…
I look pretty stupid there.
Nobody noticed...

By the time everyone gets back up here the crew will have moved all those chairs out of the way and the retractable decking will have been extended to covered over the pool. The whole area then becomes one great big dance floor.
I just can't help but think about the scene from It's a Wonderful Life.

We even went back after the trip was over to see if we were lucky enough to get picked up by the Port Canaveral WebCam. Turns out that this time anyway, we were…
Cool!

But it’s not the ships in particular that I’m interested in at the moment (and that’s unusual for me),
That is definitely unusual.

Does any of this really matter or have any detrimental impact on our past, current or future space flight operations? Nope, but it’s interesting to see how human behavior and vanity will always muddy up the waters.
Sounds about right. I guess there are some reasons why it makes sense. At the time.

But if they were doing it now... would you rather live in Houston or Central Florida??? Well, I think a lot of people would go the direction of Florida. I know I would.
 
But he can't remember...
What were we talking about?


There are some truths that cannot be argued.
Oh they can be argued.
They can’t be changed, but …
They can certainly be argued, I hear it done all the time.


I know just how far I'd go.
Probably 5-10 feet... away from the water.
:laughing:
We’re headed over to the coast in a few weeks for a bit off RnR.
I’ll have to see if DW allows me to get in the water.
I suspicion is that she’ll expect me to follow your lead, there.


Well, there was this one motel in...
Probably best that you cut that story off when you did.
Ya’ just know there’d have been follow-up questions and then things might have gotten really messy.


::yes:: A ship that size has yet to be built.
Engineers are saying that it's not possible given the current state of technology.
If the Ross Ice Shelf were to break off entirely…
That might just about do it.


As long as I'm younger than you, I agree with this statement.
My suspicion is that chances of this are very good.


You've been watching 50 shades of grey again, haven't you.
:scared: “Not bloody likely, mate”

What confuses me about that bit of “lit” is that save for the fact that the dude is ridiculously wealthy, in any other story line his actions would have painted him as an abusive psycho to be reviled and feared by the readers.
 
My family moved to Savannah when I was four, so I didn't get any input in that decision. Since we came from Pennsylvania I can only claim to be a Transplanted Yankee and not an actual Savannahian (not enough generations!)

With all the moving that is done, there are actually few with enough “generations” to fit into that type of category in any part of the country. If you’ve been there since your were 4, then the speech, habits and ways of the area would have been infused into you as thoroughly as into any one born there.

Anyone who says otherwise is just searchin’ for some excuse to feel superior. :snooty:

Myself, I’m a “officially” a hillbilly by birth (and did a couple years in PA for that matter), but I’ve been in the “south” for nearly all the time for which I have memories. This is where I was raised.


If you've never stopped to visit the B-47, please do. It's one of the showpieces of the Mighty Eighth Air Force Museum, which is an amazing place.

It’s on my rather long list of places to visit at some point.
Such types of history very much interest me, but I do have to balance that out with the interests of those traveling with me.
 
Neil Armstrong. Great guy. And the namesake of this beautiful piece of architecture on the campus of Purdue University.

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And well he should be.
Y’all have every right to be proud, there.


I've always considered it to be more of a gray.
Similar palette.
The farther north, the more greyish.
To me at least


:headache: What do they think it is? A Fast Pass entrance???
Certainly reminded me of one.


Yep... no need for a picture. Let me on the ship!
We’re of one mind on that one.

Lord… what a frightening thought!



Well it can't be a full blown ego boost. You wouldn't be able to fit your head through the door and onto the ship!
I’m pretty sure I do a more thorough job of deflating any ego I might ever have had then then even you can. It’s a defense mechanism. What’s already damaged is harder to completely destroy.


Here it comes... I've been waiting for this part.


I like it! :thumbsup2

Thank you sir.
Now for the hard part…
How do I top that one the next time I get the opportunity?


Hey, it was definitely a win. I'm sure that the whole greeting process must get a little tiresome for them. Trying to be happy and energetic while greeting hundreds of groups or families boarding the ship... They must appreciate something out of the ordinary like that to break up the monotony.
That’s actually how I looked at it.
I know that the rest of the guests aren’t paying attention, they’re all just stunned to actually be there.
For the officers, it’s part of the job and since they generally work so hard at that job, it seems only fitting to lighten thing up a bit when ever possible.


Now you're speaking a language I understand.
Beer…
Bacon…
Good…

Is that simple enough?


After a few drinks, I'm sure riding the vespa through the middle of the lounge seems like a great idea!
I may have witnessed one or two folks trying to figure out how to get the thing started.


::yes:: I don't blame you, nor do I mind. I don't really feel comfortable taking pictures of food. And even if I did, when there's food in front of me, I'm far more concerned about details other than taking pictures.
Details like cramming the goodness into my waiting jaws.

I actually feel a bit odd, taking a camera out at the dinner table.
It may well be that I sometimes forget to do so on purpose.


I'm glad it worked out!
I’ll likely be asking for our own table from now on.
Assuming I get back out there that is.


At least they trusted you enough to let you babysit... :rolleyes1
I believe that was the eldest’s job, but I also suspect we were the appointed backup.


Say what????

Oh no... you were thinking the same thing I was thinking... :faint:
See!
It is disturbing when that happens, ain’t it?


Sounds about right.

We're going to get everybody else on a real life boat... and then we'll find something for you to float around on.
It’s always good to have a clear idea of just what your actual value may be in any given situation.
(and it’s usually the same… not much).


Nobody noticed...
It’s all part of my cunning plan…


I just can't help but think about the scene from It's a Wonderful Life.
And I’d have paid to see it done.
But oddly enough, the officers and deck hands on Disney’s ships are surprisingly hard to bribe.


That is definitely unusual.
Again, it’s all part of my cunning plan…
Just tryin’ to keep you off balance.


Sounds about right. I guess there are some reasons why it makes sense. At the time.

But if they were doing it now... would you rather live in Houston or Central Florida??? Well, I think a lot of people would go the direction of Florida. I know I would.
I suspect you’re correct.
They just missed Walt’s announcement by a couple of years.
 
Bonus Feature 2:
Old Salem​
(and a bit of Night Music)

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Guess what?

I’m behind on getting the next chapter put together. That, in and of itself, is actually not all that surprising. I tend to be a bit slow in getting them put together (especially when compared to most of the folks ‘round here). But I’d like to at least attempt to keep y’all somewhat entertained (or abused as the case may be), so I’m going to borrow a couple of TR conventions that I’ve seen employed before (and successfully so, might I add).
Those being the “real life update” and the “picture heavy” post.

But I’m going to do them in my own idiom
(as Lancelot would say).


Oh yeah…
If you haven’t realized it yet, this is also one of my Bonus Features, so you might want to consider skipping this post and maybe the next one as well. That should be considered the promised fair warning for those times when I intend to go even farther off topic then normal.


So for those that are still here…


(SUCKERS!)


Ahem…
Let’s get on with it then, shall we?


Recently my family decided to get into something that is a bit of a summer tradition for us.
We got tickets to go see a Corps Show.



“A what?”, I hear some of you sayin’.



Basically it’s a concert. A bit of live music and mostly “classical’ music at that.
With a little bit of dance added in and even a smidgen of theatrics and pageantry.
OK, maybe a rather good amount of theatrics and pageantry, but mostly…
it’s live music.

Oh, and geeky… very geeky…
But I’ll come back to this in a while
(and offer an escape clause too, so don’t worry too much).


But the “show” wasn’t starting off until a lot closer to sundown. As such we decided to get into something else during the first part of the day since we were going to be out and about anyway.

Getting to our ultimate destination required that we first travel from our little house on the Carolina boarder on up to the thriving metropolis of Winston-Salem. So after stopping at a fine little breakfast restaurant near home called “Toast” - Or at least, it used to be called just “toast” (and either way I highly recommend it to those that happen to be traveling through this area on their way to WDW or other points south) - we headed up I-77 and then east on I-40 until we arrived at…


Old Salem



If you’ve ever seen or read about how the folks in Williamsburg, VA maintain the center of their old historic district as a living history museum dedicated to its colonial period and way of life…
Then you’ve got a good idea of what’s going on in Old Salem.

Just on a smaller scale





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Step in Time






We arrived at the visitor’s center a little before it opened up for the day (which being a Sunday was right about noon). Shortly after that we picked up some passes and headed for the bridge…



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While this may be acting as somewhat of a time machine, you can see form the date posted that it isn’t quite as old as everything else that we’re going to be seeing today…



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…but it’s done in a classic style and makes crossing the main road here over into the old town a lot easier. Once across you’ll find yourself at the southern end of the original village of Salem…



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The modern building on the left there is the Horton Museum.
This is home to several things but mostly it’s the Museum of Early Southern Decorative Arts.


It’s part of the tour and your admission fee will give you access to it, but being as we were there on a Sunday and had only had half a day to see everything, we skipped it this time around. Hopefully you will have more time when you get down this way and then I can see your pictures and thoughts on the place.

We, however, continued on toward Main Street, crossed over to the shady side and headed north.

First stop was the Vogler Gunsmith shop…


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The buildings that are part of the historic tour are marked by having an early era US flag posted out front; which is similar to the way that it works in Williamsburg. At least that’s how I remember it in my sadly unfinished TR that I really, really need to get back over to and complete at some point.

Ahem…



This whole area is still part of Winston-Salem’s public street system though and anyone can walk around here anytime they like for no bucks at all. But if you want to get inside any of the open historic buildings, you’ll need to get a ticket first. Having done so (and paid less since it was Sunday, and even more less with the AAA discount), we did have possession of said passes and headed on in…



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That’s the still operable forge in the back of the shop. In the front of the two room shop is where a couple of fellows were actually working on building flintlock rifles and explaining the procedures involved to anyone that happened in (even us for some strange reason).

Notice I didn’t take a picture of the front? I don’t know why that was so, but I just didn’t.
There are times when I can be right dense (many to be sure).
That was one of the more blatant.

I’ll try to do a little better as we move on through town
(but I can’t be makin’ any promises on that point)


Anyway, the one other interesting detail about the forge is that the bellows that stokes its flames is up in the building’s attic. Actually is takes up the entire attic and is rather huge as eighteenth century structures go. Would have been even more interesting to see, but we were told about it so that counts for something.



From here we headed on up the road a piece. On the way we encountered something interesting…



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The sign in the lower right window there is actually a For Sale sign.
Remember that I said this was still a public street. There is a mix of historic building from various eras. Obviously this one isn’t quit as old as some, but dating back to 1863 it does have some age on it. And it can be all yours if you wish to plunk down the bucks needed to acquire the property.



The next place we did take time to stop at was the Blume House, a structure dating from 1815.

Seems that I didn’t take a picture of the exterior of that one but I got one from the inside…



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That’s a joiner’s bench for the late 1700s. There are other period artifacts in the room that originally housed the town’s print shop, but right after snapping that not overly interesting image, I saw the sign proclaiming this to be a photography free zone. Why that would be I don’t know (especially as I didn’t encounter any such restriction anywhere else that day), but there it was, so back in the bag the camera went.

There is also an exhibit in another room of historic prints and images and a room displaying examples of detailed period needle point. They use this space for rotating shorter term exhibits in and out. It was all interesting enough for a few minutes but like I said, there’ll be no pictures so it must be time to move along.


The next building along was the cobbler’s shop, but that was closed for renovations, so we ended up instead on the corner of Main and West streets in the former residence of one John Vogler…



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This fellow was related to the gunsmith, but his stock in trade was silversmithing and clock making…



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Yeah… that’s not John…
but he was quite knowledgeable when it came to explaining what all else went on in the shop part of the house. Nearly all of the buildings open on the tour were both a business and a residence. Rather than deal with the expense of building and maintaining two separate structures, nearly all trades folk of the time would use the front part of their home for their business activities and live in the remainder of the house. This house was almost completely furnished and open to be explored…



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That’s basically the kitchen. Of course being fairly well off, the Mrs. wouldn’t have done much in the way of cooking. She’d have hired one of the young ladies from the Single Girl’s House (and I’ll explain that in a bit) to do the bulk of the hard labor.


Here’s a sitting room in another part of the main floor…



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The interesting thing in that picture (to us at least) is the ceramic tile stove. I saw a number of those in the various buildings we toured. They’re interesting in that while they radiate plenty of heat for warming the living spaces, there didn’t become so hot to the touch that they could grievously injure the poor sole that backed into one.


Upstairs were several bedrooms done in period style.
And you can see by the accoutrements in the master, these folks were doing pretty well for themselves…

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Another of the bedrooms…

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Something else that Max made note of here was that as steep as the stairs were and creaky as the floors were, no one would be sneaking out of this house in the middle of the night without mom and dad knowing about.


Wonder what made him think about that?
I’ll have to puzzle on that one later on.

For now though, we continued on out the back door to see the next part of the site…



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Oh, that’s not John either…

but he was showing us around the rest of the house and answering our questions.
He was a right nice fellow as well.



Built onto the back of the residence was another hearth room…

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Being the residence of a silversmith, there was obviously need to be able to melt down metals for castings from time to time. But this was really a multipurpose space as it was also used for baking, stewing and as the laundry room…
(well how else were you going to get enough hot water to do the laundry?)



Across the street form there was the entrance to the town square and park…

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…and also the location of the public water pump.
The thing still works too.

They even encourage folks to give it a try. If you’ve got young kids, this can easily chew up a little time and distract them from all the rest of the boring history stuff that you’ve been abusing them with up to now.
(Such neglect… I’m half surprised the DSS hasn’t already steped in, declared you a failure as a parent
and carted the kids off… Sheese!)




A bit over from where the pump is located you’ll find the Single Girls House…

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Salem was a Moravian Church community when first established and they took their churching and ways of living quite seriously. Single women didn’t live on their own (nope… wasn’t happening). At the time there was a “choir system” that separated members of the community by age group, gender and status. Single women were boarded here along with the younger girls in their middle teens who were basically apprenticed to learn the skills needed to run a future household.

Another rule imposed on the women folk was that they had to keep their hair covered at all times (in public of course), so they all wore a white (usually linen) bonnet. Additionally they would tie those caps with ribbons of specific colors denoting their status. For the young girls it was red ribbons, single women of age wore pink, the married women wore blue and white was reserved for widows.
It was a kind of color coding system for instant recognition.

Now getting back to the building, it’s not on the tour actually but it is still a dormitory. It’s just now part of Salem College which is also located in the middle of this historic district as well. Originally founded in 1772, as a primary school, it later became an academy and then a liberal arts college. In fact it’s the oldest educational establishment that is still a women's college.

But since we can’t get into that building (you know the house mother surely wouldn’t be letting Max though the door) we might as well move on.



In the middle of the town square along Main Street is where the town’s firehouse can be found…

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Or at least it would become the town’s firehouse.
As built in 1803, it was first used as the meat market.

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Live and slaughtered animals were handled on the right side of the building and storage was handled on the left side that would later become the spot for keeping the firefighting equipment.



On the next block along the way you’ll encounter the Winkler Bakery…

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Well…
That’s the back shed and hearth built onto the side of the bakery at least. I didn’t take a picture of the front, but I did take one of the sign inside that explained the place…



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This is the oldest continually operating bakery in the US.

And as the sign points out,
they still do all of the production by hand using the original proofing room and oven…



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They’ll happily sell you any of the wears that they happen to have on hand at the time as well. Being an operating business, this spot is open to everyone and doesn’t require an admission ticket to peruse.

That’s true of the hat shop next door and several other gift and notions shops along Main Street in Old Salem. They are basically the same things as one of Disney’s Dump Shops, but you do have the option of just not going inside. If you were to venture into one, you’ll find plenty of brick-a-brack that evokes the colonial period, no shortage of Moravian Star themed do-lollies and craft food stuffs in a period theme
(along with plenty of modern snacks, drinks and the like).



The bakery was as far north in Old Salem as we ventured this day. Time to turn around and head back the way we came. The next place we stopped into though was this one…



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The Miksch House is the oldest structure in Salem and the first building constructed here back in 1771…



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Apart from the addition to the back of the structure, this was only a two room house at first and one of these rooms was used as a store selling general goods to area settlers. Keep in mind that this part of the Carolina’s was very much the back country in the early days of the Republic and folks who needed provisions would come a good ways to acquire them here.

Actually it was that remoteness which drew the Moravian folk here in the first place. They wanted to establish an entire area devoted to their way of life and started several small villages around here for that purpose. Being good business folk though, they weren’t opposed to strangers encroaching on them and Salem even sold off some of its land holding to allow the establishment of another town just to the north. That became the village of Winston; a village that grew into a town and eventually grew to completely surround Salem. A fact that ultimately lead to the two towns merging and becoming the single entity of Winston-Salem (similar to the merging of Buda and Pest but hyphenated instead and without the Danube providing the obvious boarder)



Heading back down the way from when’st we came, the next building on the tour in the Single Brother’s House…



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And both of those structures are part of the same whole.



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This is the largest open building on the tour and the main exhibit of the living history part of the museum.


Boys as young as twelve would come here to live and be apprenticed to one of the master craftsman to learn a trade. Dormitories were up on the top floor and attic space. The newer section of the main floor held the meeting room and includes one of the two still working period organs in town.


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Both of them were built by David Tannenberg, this one for use in Salem’s Gemeinhaus (congregation house). It was constructed in 1798 and became the second organ acquired by the congregation. Now it’s stored here in the Single Brothers House and we were lucky enough to have someone on hand that could play it for us.

It now has an electric air supply for the wind chest but originally it would have been pumped using the large handle in the lower left of the picture.


After listening for a spell, we explored the various trade rooms on the main floor and in the basement…



Part of the cobbler and leather worker’s room…

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The dyer’s and spinning room

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And the potter’s work space.

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Had a nice conversation with this fellow on pottery work and the types of decoration used by the Moravians. If it was purely decorative (and that was rare), then it was also very simple and minimal in design. Anything elaborate had to have very specific religious context.



The next space was the kitchen…

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Obviously this was both an apprentice shop and a necessary utility for running the house.
Being as everyone took their meals together here…

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From there we were led out the basement door and into the back yard…

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That’s the work shop where some of the other apprenticing and general works need to keep the Brother’s complex running got done. You saw the front side of it from the street view a couple pictures ago.





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“Linner”






You’ve now seen most of what was open at the time we were there.
We were basically headed back toward the visitor’s center now, but had one more stop to make. Just down the road are the Salem Taverns.

The original was built in 1784…

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And when it’s open you can get an idea of how “Outsiders” visiting Salem were housed, fed and entertained. Although George Washington got to spend a bit of time here (true story, not just hyperbole), we didn’t get into that particular building this time around. We did get into the newer annex building built right next to it though.

And by newer I mean the one that was built in 1816…

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Notice the sign boards out front?
That’s where they post the menus and specials of the day…

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The Tavern in Old Salem



Ranks as one of the best restaurants in all of Winston Salem, but how you review it may depend on whether you stop by for brunch or dinner. In either case, I believe you’ll find the food and service to be rather good, but it will also appear to be a rather different place once the sun goes down.


Fodor describes what I’m on about this way…

“This landmark has two very distinct personalities. By day, costumed staff serve dishes that hark back to Moravian times. By night, it morphs into something fancier, with staff wearing black aprons and serving contemporary fare to candlelit tables. That said, trademark chicken pies and gingerbread with lemon ice cream remain on the menu at night. Extra touches at this family-run establishment include desserts and breads made from scratch.”


Being a Sunday, diner was not an option for us (and we had places to be in a little while anyway), but the lunch/dinner that we had reservations for turned out to be most excellent.


First a quick look around…



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This is the main vestibule upstairs *which is where we ended up). Originally these were rooms for hire but now serve as separate dining rooms. They are quite intimate and only have four or five tables in each space…



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We were seated in the front right bedroom… I mean dining room…

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AAAAAAARRRRRG!




Sorry about that…
I should warn folks when I’m going to show you monstrous apparitions.


Hay, I would have shown you a picture of Tarama, but she wouldn’t allow it.
So I guess you’ll have to settle for one of Max instead…



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In his most natural mode (apart from playing his horn that is) and spending some quality time with the electronic pacifier that has become an inseparable body part for all folks of his generation. I believe we’d have to perform a cell-phone-ectomy just to get it out of his hand.


Anyway and as I was saying a bit ago…
The meal was rather good.

I had the “8 Hour Pot Roast” and chased that with a hard cider.
(Did I mention that the place also offers draft and craft bears and ciders and has a full bar as well?)


Max went with the Bacon and Cheddar Burger (because he’s a wild man when it comes to eating out) and Tam had the Honey Pecan Chicken Salad Croissant and the drink of the day: a “Drunken Little Old Lady”. I forget exactly what all was in that drink, but I know it started with bourbon and Champaign and include at least one fruit juice. It was similar to what you’d have found in a colonial era punch and the sip I got of it was rather good to tell the truth.



After dinner we made our way back to the visitor’s center. There is the expected gift shop area (which we ignored) and a sweets and drinks counter (which we didn’t ignore). It was decided that a water (because it was still quite warm out there) and an Orange Nehi (because Max had never had one before) were what was now called for..

There are a couple of exhibits in the V.C. as well.
The old 1810 printing press that cranked out most of Salem’s distributed documents is now displayed here…



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Imagine…
We think that the internet that Max was so engrossed by back at dinner is causing great upheaval in society, but it’s nothing compared to the amount of change that this device caused (at least not quite yet). This beast quite “literally” tore the fabric of western civilization completely apart. It defied censorship, democratized knowledge, questioned authority, allowed for contrary points of view, dramatically altered most monetary systems, divided churches, wrecked empires, rearranged the balance of power among the social classes, ruined nobility, stoked revolution…

It was one very busy little mechanized monster.
And with all that behind it, the device you see here is basically unchanged from the original created over three hundred and fifty years before it, and this one was second hand when it arrive in Salem and still got put to continuous use for better than fifty years after that.



The other interesting artifact you can see in the center would be this little thing here…



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Remember I said that there were two working organs in Salem?

Well that the second one and was also built by the same craftsman: David Tannenberg. He completed this one 1800 and it was originally installed in the “Home Moravian Church” (that’s the place at the top of the hill in the very first picture of this feature, by the way)



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After the most recent renovation of the church, the organ was also renovated



But there was no longer any place to return it to within the church once the work had been completed. So now it rests in its own recital hall within the Visitor’s Center and regular concerts are offered for those that wish to drop by. Of course, there weren’t any such demonstrations going on today, so no music.

Not a problem though…

Yes, I’d like to have heard the impressive sounds that such a massive musical instrument was capable of producing, but I’d be getting my fill of massive musical sounds very soon.





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Night Beat


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OK…
We’ve arrived at the geeky bit of the proceedings.


What I’m going to be talking about for the next little bit here is something that tends to get categorized (and wrongly so) by the general populous as: marching bands (although it not exactly the same thing). The general notion of marching bands is often relegated to the dust bins of…

“borrrrrr-ingggggg”



Or just as unfairly stereotyped as the pathetic dork fest that mucks up the field during half time while we’re all heading to the concession stands for a beer and a hot dog or six.

If you’re part of that fairly large majority than you already know all that you need to know about this subject and we will quite understand if you want to just bypass this bit of the update. So by all means, feel free. I for one won’t be insulted the least little bit, as I know you’ve got way more important things to be tending to.

Thanks for reading this far and have a great time out there, ya’ hear?


Bu-bye!





Are they gone?
Good…

Now then, for the three of you that actually strayed and the one or two that are confused as to why anyone would be interested and are just sticking around to see just how bad this can actually get…

Let’s get on with the show.



First of all (and as those who have taken part in such already know), marching bands are not the realm of all the dorky kids that are just incapable of dominating their opponents in the truly noble arenas of sport like all the real men and women. Not in the slightest. In fact I dare the typical athlete to try and keep up with the kids in most programs that partake of this particular activity.

And the presentations that these groups offer is long and gone from the days of just playing the fight song while arranged in simple geometric rank and file patterns.
Nope… this is some serious work and results in some very high energy entertainment.

And it’s highly competitive.

Highly…


As is true with any competitive undertaking, there exists a “Major League” for the few who can compete on the highest levels, and for those that combine music and motion, that league is known as Drum Corps International
(or “DCI” for short)



All of these corps are run as non-profit organizations and many of them have very long histories. Kids as young as 14 and up to the age limit of 21 go through rigorous audition processes in order to win one of the limited spots available on the line. Once accepted, they give up their summers to first spend a month working sun up to sun down learning and perfecting very difficult music and choreography for what is basically a twenty minute interpretive play. Then they head out for the remainder of the summer covering an average of around 10,000 miles or so by bus, living out of duffle bags, sleeping on gymnasium floors, rehearsing in the high summer heat and performing for crowds and judges five to six times a week.

And for what?
Well, the competition, yes.
But mostly to try and put on the best possible and most exciting bit of entertainment possible.
Basically… for the sheer joy of it.


That promise of joy brought us north from Old Salem to the campus of Wake Forest University.
And more specifically here…



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A rather nice facility that is currently named for some financial institution or other but for tonight at least was called “Night Beat” and was going to be ruled over by some of the finest Drum and Bugle Corps in the land.

Starting off with this one right here…



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"The Commandant's Own"
The United States Marine Drum & Bugle Corps



They represent both the origins of brass horn corps and fit comfortably into the changing direction that this type of playing and ceremony has taken. This year their repertoire included:

Excerpts from “Victory at Sea” and “To Tame the Parlous Sky”
An original battery feature titled: “Rudimental Metamorphosis”
Antonin Dvorak’s Symphony No9: “The New World Symphony”
And as a special closer we got to hear a great arrangement of “Stars and Stripes Forever”



You’ll notice a couple of things from that picture.

First that we were sitting pretty low in the stadium (Row “R” to be exact). Depending on your point of view, that may be too low to really get the impact of the motion and visuals since your field of vision is so stretched. But we saw plenty and got an even better earful so I’ll not be complaining. The other thing you may notice is that still pictures don’t really provide much in the way of understanding just how much theater there is in these shows and certainly don’t provide any context about the music being played
(and that’s kind’a the point ya’ know).

But there are folks who do just the opposite of what the promoters wish you to do and record some of these performances. And then do the unthinkable and post a few of them out on that there newfangled You-Tube type thingie.

So if you’re interested in seeing and hearing and some of the Marine’s show, then here’s a performance from a good bit earlier in the year…

That’s all of the pieces we got to hear except for the Sousa march.
But that one can be head at the end of this excerpt from a later show…


Now this was a great warm up for what was about to commence.
No slight to the Marines, but they do still have very strict regulations on what they can and can’t do while presenting music in any ceremonial capacity. Actually, that performance pushed those imposed boundaries to a good extent. But what was about to get underway was being done by kids, designers and directors that have no such limitations.

We got to see and hear form eight of the best coups in the country, but I’m going to start off not at the beginning, but rather at the end. My reasoning is that while I drone on about this “stuff” I’m going to be losing readers at a pretty steady pace. That being the case, I want to have the few of you that are still around focus what’s left of your patience on my favorite group partaking if this particular type of competition.

I present to you…
The home town team…

Carolina Crown


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Humm…

Not much to see there.
Apart from the words “Abandon all hope, ye who enter here”

Maybe we need to let them clear that massive silk out of the way…

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There they are!

That’s the first big “hit” of the show (apart from the first full horn punch that is).
The title of their 2015 show is:
“Inferno”

And they are presenting a redemption story inspired by Dante’s epic poem, “Devine Comedy”


Yeah…
I know… you can’t hear a thing.
Well for right now you’re just gonn’a have to trust me.
If you could hear it, the thing you’d be hearing is Beethoven’s 9th Symphony.

Yes, I’m serious.
Not the “Ode to Joy” movement (but that will come up in various forms throughout the show); rather the first of the four movements from Ludwig’s masterpiece.

The next section comprised a piece composed specifically for them titled: “Gates of Hell”…

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The ballad section of the show is Giuseppe Verdi’s “Dies Irae” which translated to “Day of Wrath” and is based on 13th century Latin hymn.

From there they move into a piece by the more contemporary American compose Aaron Copland with an arrangement on his “Symphony for Organ and Orchestra”…

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The redemption part of the story arrives in the form of a piece titled: “Adagio in G Minor” as written by Remo Giazotto, but Beethoven’s 9th (the more famous Finale bit this time) crashes the part at a couple of points along the way (both subtly and not so)…

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That’s a whole lot of very intense and ferocious music right there.

Didn’t hear a note of it did you?
Well, the truth is we’re not supposed to record these shows because for some of the Corps there are copyright issues that have to be dealt with. So I was a good boy and did as they asked.


But…
Some other bloke, who happened to be at the very same performance, but just sitting a bit higher up in the stands, did not acquiesce to that request. Meaning that just in case you’re actually interested in hearing (Ok, and seeing) what I’m on about…

Then this is the place where you can satisfy that odd desire.

So… I went and watched that again and now I’m going to need a minute to regain my composure…
My but it’s dusty here in my front room, I better go grab me a tissue.
Dang allergies…



OK, I’m back…
Now I promise (with all my heart) straight to all of you right here and now, that I won’t do that to you again. Run on and on about something you can’t really get into, that is. Not in this post at least. I’ll be far more brief about any other performances I may discus and you have my permission to even bail on the remainder of this dissertation if’n you want.

I’m just really proud of those kids up there. Not only are they one of the best Corps in the land, but they have a decent shot and winning their second national championship with that show next weekend in Indianapolis (although the race is very tight right now). If you live up that way, I highly recommend catching the DCI championships at some point in your life.

The other reason we’re so proud of them down here is because – well - they’re the home team.
Yes, they are the only corps in “World Class” competition that hails from the Carolinas, but I mean they’re from my home town.
Really…

The offices are on Main Street here, they conduct their audition camps on the campus of the high school just a mile and a half up the road from my house, the kids at the school volunteer to help out when they are on site, Heck our assistant director is on the Crown’s staff working with the horn line (and good Lord what a horn line they have) and traveling with them as we speak.

Here’s another wacky tidbit that ties them to my family…
The corps was founded in 1989 (making them one of the youngest organizations in DCI) and presented their first “home” performance at a show in Charlotte in August on 1990. It just happened to be on the same day that I officially proposed to my wife. Of all the romantic places I could conceivable have taken her out to after dinner, I took her to a Corps show to see our new hometown kids compete.

Yes, I’m that stupid.
She got a dang good idea of just what kind of foolishness she was getting herself into right then and there. I had no clue at the time that our son would go into music when given the chance, much less that he’d choose orchestral performance as his major and minor in music education.

Funny ol’ world, ain’t it.




Guess not then.
Ooooo kaaaaaay

If you insist…






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Shostakovich and Gershwin
and Sondheim… Oh my…






I’m really done at this point, but there were seven other corps there that night.

If you’d like to know about those performances (and they were all excellent to be sure) then you can stick around and find out about them here…

But ya’ don’t have to if you don’t wan’na ya’ know.



Starting back at the beginning of the show we got to see these folks…

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“The Cadets”



Are based in Allentown, PA and are one of the four corps in the hunt for all the cookies this year. The organization has been around since 1934 so there’s a lot of history and tradition there.

Which makes this next picture interesting…

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Drum and bugle corps are historically based on the instruments that they’re named for. As such, there are no woodwinds; only brass horns. Also there are traditionally only the five voices:

Soprano (trumpets), Alto (mellowphones), Tenner (baritone horns), Baritone (euphoniums) and Bass (tubas). The French Horns you see here are a new wrinkle where DCI has begun to allow other brass horns into routines so long as they aren’t the main horn used in the show. Just for color and short features. The Cadets decided that this was a good opportunity to show case the unique sound of the old hunting horns as they were a major player in one of the pieces being presented.

The show was titled “The Power of Ten”

And featured:

Shostakovich’s “Symphony No10 “
And
“Diane and Camilla” by Angelo Badalamenti



Here’s a performance from earlier in July to give you an idea of what’s happening here…





The next show was titled: “78th and Madison”
And was presented by the “Madison Scouts” from (where else)…
Madison, WI


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This was a tribute to Gene Kelly and featured…

A Fanfare (including “Gotta Dance”, “Good Morning”, “I Got Rhythm” and “NYC”)
“Moses” by Rodger Edens
“The Boy Next Door” by Martin & Blane
“Trafic Jammin” by Jeff Tyzic
and
A Finale (based on “Get Happy” and “Happy Days are Here Again”)




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Founded in 1938 as a part of a local Boy Scout Troop, these guys (and they’re all guys) are known for being a crowd favorite and always playing to their audience.





Next up!

The Cavaliers

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Another Corps originally established around a scout troop, the group has been entertaining folks since 1948. They were performing in exhibition that evening because a large number of the members were down with a 24-hour bug (one of the risks of traveling together by bus and sleeping within inches of one and other on gym floors). Given that level of exhaustion, the did a great show entitled: “Game On”

And featuring:
“Symphony No8 – Finale” by Bruckner
“Fetes” (from “Nocturnes”) by Claude Debussy
“Run Boy Run” by Yoann Lompine
“Macrotus” by Hans Zimmer & James Newton Howard
and
“On the Shoulders of Giants” by Peter Graham




One of the things these guys are known for is just how lush and strong the low horns blend together. It’s almost a signature sound. Give it a listen and I think you’ll see what I mean…
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tf3Ep_z16hQ





After a break the show got back on the road with one of the most theatric Corps around.

Rockford, Illinois’ own…
Phantom Regiment

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The program was titled: “City of Light” and uses music and imagery to evoke all things Paris…

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With pieces that include:

Cole Porter’s “I Love Paris”
“Horoscope” by Constant Lambert
Debussy’s “Clair de Lune”
Gershwin’s “An American in Paris”
and the
“Symphony No3” by Saint-Saens




Here they are performing about a week before we saw them
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=74VXANx47B4

Enjoy the trip!





Next up was the Blue Devils

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Established in Concord, CA in 1970 (around the time that DCI was first formed) this is the winningest corps in the history of these competitions. Sixteen championships they have already amassed and they’re still the favorites this year
(but it’s a lot closer than usual so there are no guarantees).

These kids win by presenting strong musical shows that usually have at least on foot firmly planted in Jazz and by not making very many mistakes. They have some detractors as you’d expect for a group that has that many wins but there is some truth to the notion that their shows tend to be very busy and rather challenging to their audience. They don’t “play to you”; instead they expected you to figure it out. It can be an acquired taste, but they are ridiculously good.

That much can’t be denied.


This year’s show is titled: “Ink”
which is inspired by written folk and fairy tales from throughout western culture

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The music included:

“Dark Forest” by Dave Glyde
Sondheim’s “Sweeney Todd” and “The Giant Attack”
“The Mad Hatter’s Tea Party” by Gordon Goodwin
“I Like You” by GOT7
And even more Sondheim by closing with…
“Children Will Listen” and “Last Midnight”



See what you think about them (they really are that good, just not my favorites)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXLzBPyJ-_c





Hailing from Canton, Ohio we now introduce to you…

The Bluecoats

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This corps was established in 1972 as an outreach program affiliated with the local Police Boy’s Club and their name and dress are a nod to those great folks that were offering young kids a chance to get off the streets for a while.

They are also one of the most innovative corps on the circuit and will push just about any envelope you care to put in front of them. They’re also another group that loves to play to the crowd.

You may not recognize the music in this one, but you’ll be drawn into it by their sheer joy and enthusiasm in performing it.

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Titled: “Kenitic Noise”

The pieces include:

“Shaker Loops” by John Adams
“Electric Counterpoint” by Steve Reich
“Woods” by Bon Iver (Justine Vernon)
“Gene Takes a Drink” by Michael Gordon
“The Animated Description of Mr. Maps” by The Books
And finally
“Dense” by Univers Zero




https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UVVYXBWhiW8

And the crowd isn’t booing…
It’s a chant of: “Bluuuuuuu”


Oh they changed their ending a little bit from then to when I saw them (they do that a lot, actually) so here’s how the last bit of it looked that night if you’re interested

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L3nOSruz8hg





Last but not least (before Crown preformed that is) was the

Santa Clara Vanguard

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Another veteran corps from California they’ve won six championships and boast one of the tightest and most effective percussion sections in the business.

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Also known as great entertainers, SCV rolled onto the field what looked like a dozen or so “Tesla Coils” and not only lite them up during the finally, but also lite up the corps as well…

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A very inventive climax to a show titled: “Spark of Invention”
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i2MEw9vB4zo



What you heard there was the chats for:

Bach’s “Invention in A Minor”
“Virus Attack” by Amin Bhatia
Bricusse and Newley’s “Pure Imagination” (think Willy Wonka)
and
John Corigliano’s “Piano Concharto”






and finally, finally…
That about wraps up the evening and the day we had traveling in search of music and history.
Unless you want to go back and listen to any of them again that is…



Now all that remained was the drive back home which took until about 1:30 in the very AM and a 7am Monday morning appointment with my dentist. I don’t think I’ll be writing much about that one though if you don’t mind too terribly.
 
I’m behind on getting the next chapter put together. That, in and of itself, is actually not all that surprising. I tend to be a bit slow in getting them put together

Well, this chapter appears to have taken quite a bit of time...:rolleyes1

So for those that are still here…


(SUCKERS!)

Yup, still around and--HEY!

If you’ve ever seen or read about how the folks in Williamsburg, VA maintain the center of their old historic district as a living history museum dedicated to its colonial period and way of life…
Then you’ve got a good idea of what’s going on in Old Salem.

Gotcha. That makes it easy to picture. Oh, wait, there are actual pictures.

In the front of the two room shop is where a couple of fellows were actually working on building flintlock rifles and explaining the procedures involved to anyone that happened in (even us for some strange reason).

Flintlock rifles? Now that would be cool to see.

And it can be all yours if you wish to plunk down the bucks needed to acquire the property.

Eh, my kids didn't need to go to college anyway.

There is also an exhibit in another room of historic prints and images and a room displaying examples of detailed period needle point.

Needle point, huh? Well, if you need me, I'll be in the flintlock rifle room.

The interesting thing in that picture (to us at least) is the ceramic tile stove. I saw a number of those in the various buildings we toured. They’re interesting in that while they radiate plenty of heat for warming the living spaces, there didn’t become so hot to the touch that they could grievously injure the poor sole that backed into one.

Sounds fairly ingenious.

Something else that Max made note of here was that as steep as the stairs were and creaky as the floors were, no one would be sneaking out of this house in the middle of the night without mom and dad knowing about.


Wonder what made him think about that?
I’ll have to puzzle on that one later on.

Sounds like the voice of experience to me.

They even encourage folks to give it a try. If you’ve got young kids, this can easily chew up a little time and distract them from all the rest of the boring history stuff that you’ve been abusing them with up to now.

Or they can spray you with water as revenge.

A bit over from where the pump is located you’ll find the Single Girls House…

:eek:

This is the oldest continually operating bakery in the US.

Now we're talking. Gimme the rifles and baked goods.

That said, trademark chicken pies and gingerbread with lemon ice cream remain on the menu at night. Extra touches at this family-run establishment include desserts and breads made from scratch.”

Gingerbread and lemon ice cream? Desserts from scratch? I found my home base.

Max went with the Bacon and Cheddar Burger (because he’s a wild man when it comes to eating out)

You know, I've always liked Max.

It defied censorship, democratized knowledge, questioned authority, allowed for contrary points of view, dramatically altered most monetary systems, divided churches, wrecked empires, rearranged the balance of power among the social classes, ruined nobility, stoked revolution…

Not to mention all of the ink stains.

What I’m going to be talking about for the next little bit here is something that tends to get categorized (and wrongly so) by the general populous as: marching bands (although it not exactly the same thing). The general notion of marching bands is often relegated to the dust bins of…

“borrrrrr-ingggggg”

Or just as unfairly stereotyped as the pathetic dork fest that mucks up the field during half time while we’re all heading to the concession stands for a beer and a hot dog or six.

It's like anything else. We've all seen good examples and poor examples. If you choose creative marching patterns, music with an upbeat tempo that would actually make you want to march...it's pretty cool. But if you don't do those things...well, halftime can't end soon enough.

And the presentations that these groups offer is long and gone from the days of just playing the fight song while arranged in simple geometric rank and file patterns.
Nope… this is some serious work and results in some very high energy entertainment.

Sounds like a winner!

If you could hear it, the thing you’d be hearing is Beethoven’s 9th Symphony.

Yes! Exactly what I'm talking about.

Not the “Ode to Joy” movement

Son of a....well, I think I need to go get a hot dog.

The ballad section of the show is Giuseppe Verdi’s “Dies Irae” which translated to “Day of Wrath” and is based on 13th century Latin hymn.

Good one! I remember singing that one in choir during my college years.

I’m just really proud of those kids up there.

You should be. That's a lot of work to put together something like that. It takes talent, too.

The corps was founded in 1989 (making them one of the youngest organizations in DCI) and presented their first “home” performance at a show in Charlotte in August on 1990. It just happened to be on the same day that I officially proposed to my wife. Of all the romantic places I could conceivable have taken her out to after dinner, I took her to a Corps show to see our new hometown kids compete.

Yes, I’m that stupid.

Well, something must have worked.

I had no clue at the time that our son would go into music when given the chance, much less that he’d choose orchestral performance as his major and minor in music education.

Funny ol’ world, ain’t it.

Maybe the apple didn't fall far from the tree.
 
Well, this chapter appears to have taken quite a bit of time...:rolleyes1
Actually... no, not really.
It just looks like I "worked", but really it's mostly pictures. The writing is little more than the typical narrative:
"we did this, then we did this..." Ya’ know, standard stuff.

For the main TR updates, I have to think about how I want to put them together and research some of the aspects of what I want to include. Truth be told, a good bit of the research for this one gets so fascinating that I get side tracked on that and use up all my spare writing time learning instead.


Gotcha. That makes it easy to picture. Oh, wait, there are actual pictures.
Just trying to give a little extra context.
I suspect that most folks have at least heard of Williamsburg, but Winston-Salem...
(Other than as cigarette brands) not so much.


Flintlock rifles? Now that would be cool to see.
And it was interesting. they had about three of them in various stages of progress and examples of the steps involved.

Should ‘a got pictures of that…



Eh, my kids didn't need to go to college anyway.
Ain't buy'n it.
(but I suspect they'll all earn free rides anyway)


Needle point, huh? Well, if you need me, I'll be in the flintlock rifle room.
We didn't tarry too long in that exhibit room, to be sure.
But...
Max made an interesting observation about it.
He pointed out, that it was all just the everyday stuff that folks did as part of their daily lives, upbringing and hobbies. It made him wonder what mundane (to us that is) activities that we do day to day will end up becoming a curious exhibit in some future temporary and overlooked museum exhibition.


Sounds like the voice of experience to me.
Does, don't it.
That's what's got me puzzling over it a mite.


Or they can spray you with water as revenge.
Dress appropriately.


Now we're talking. Gimme the rifles and baked goods.
I can see where these are the items you'd be focusing on.


Gingerbread and lemon ice cream? Desserts from scratch? I found my home base.
Does sound good don't it.
The food was quite good, and we were glad we tried that option.


It's like anything else. We've all seen good examples and poor examples. If you choose creative marching patterns, music with an upbeat tempo that would actually make you want to march...it's pretty cool. But if you don't do those things...well, halftime can't end soon enough.
There's a very unfortunate truth inside that observation.

Not every instructor/teacher finished at the top of their class (just as not every doctor graduated summa cum laude from one of the top ten medical schools world wide), but in school (public or private) the kids don't necessarily get to pick their instructor. they are at the mercy of the resource available to them, but that does not mean that those less fortunate folks aren't working as hard as they possibly can to make a good showing.

We've been very lucky (musically). I got exposed to a few good teachers, and Max has had almost unfairly stellar teachers. Not everyone gets that same opportunity.


Son of a....well, I think I need to go get a hot dog.
Have you heard the opening section of the 9th?


Good one! I remember singing that one in choir during my college years.
I like when that happens. I'll be watching and listening and one group or another will break into a piece that I'd gotten a chance to play in the past, and you get an immediate connection to them. It brings back memories and you can't help but follow along reminiscing about your part and the intricacies in the piece that the casual listener just glosses over.


You should be. That's a lot of work to put together something like that. It takes talent, too.
Yes it is.
And it amazes me to see those young folk work that heard for no real reason other than "just because".


Well, something must have worked.
I'm still pretty certain that she’s just a little bit touched in the head.
There's no other acceptable rational for her to be continually not throwing me out the door.


Maybe the apple didn't fall far from the tree.
Well, his momma is pretty sharp (apart form that whole being touched in the head thing, that is).
Whatever he got from her should serve him well.
 
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I am of course referring to those people within earshot screaming "Make it stop!"
That's usually my thoughts with them as well. Just the idea of a boy ban makes me cringe now, mind you 10 year old me was an NKOTB fan. Now I like bands like AC/DC and Van Halen so maybe there is hope that One Direction fans will find a real band some day.
 
I do enjoy these mini-trip reports. Before it was swept away, I was with Wachovia Bank and often wished they would send me to W-S for some type of training but unfortunately it was usually Atlanta and once to Charlotte. Nothing really stopping me from making my own journey to visit Old Salem I guess, just have to remember to do it.

The DCI looks like it was fun. Wouldn't it be terrific if things like that could find a home on television so more people could enjoy them? (And not at some obscure hour on public broadcasting.) Give some love to the band kids!!
 


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