Saturday, October 13, 2012

3 Operas in 3 Days

This is what I call a chance happening. My entire decision to go to Prague was the result of spending too long in a doctor's office in LA. While in the lobby waiting for what seemed like an inordinate amount of time, I mindlessly flipped through a travel magazine to pass time. Upon doing so, I came across an advertisement for Hotel Don Giovanni, in Prague. This caught my attention, because Don Giovanni happens to be my favorite opera of all time. The ad had a little blurb about Don Giovanni debuting in Prague in 1787. I was surprised that I didn't already know this, what with me thinking myself to be cultured and all. But hell, at least I have seen enough operas to have a favorite, it's too much to expect that I'll know the years and cities of each one's debut. Geez.

Anyways, I began to wonder if it would be worth it to make a visit to Prague and see an opera there. After doing a little research, I found that Don Giovanni would be playing at the Estates Theatre that winter! Actually, I'm sure they play it year-round for the tourists, but this was still a marvelous discovery. I immediately reserved my tickets to Prague.

Then, high on opera fumes, I learned that there were no fewer that two other opera houses in Prague and I got greedy and wanted to see them all! So I bought tickets to two more operas, on two more nights, and made a trio of the whole thing.

Day 1: 


The first opera we saw was Aida, by Verdi, playing at the National Theatre. I'm not a huge fan of this opera, but I thought I would give it another chance. Did I mention the tickets in Prague are dirt cheap? I would be at the opera every weekend if this were the case in the states. 














Day 2: 


On this day we saw Don Giovanni at the Estates Theatre! This is the exact same theater where the opera debuted 200 years ago. I like to image I saw it the way Mozart's  contemporaries did...minus the jeans I wore. I know, I know. The bad manners alarm is flashing. But I'm a tourist and Prague is damn cold. Just be glad I was there at all.













Day 3: 


 On the third day we saw Rigoletto (also Verdi), another of my favorites, at the State Theatre. We were running late for this one, so I didn't get a lot of photographs from the outside. However, we actually got our own private room! Tickets were so cheap in Prague, I couldn't resist the upgrade! Even though we were kind of pooped out from all the operas, it was nice to end the journey in style.











Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Japanese Kit Kat Kraze

Part of me can't believe I've been hording this Kit Kat collection (kollection?) for years and I've never shared it on this blog.

Fun fact: Kit Kat sounds like the Japanese phrase "Kitto Katsu" (きっと勝つ)which roughly means, "you're probably gonna win" so this became a popular snake for students to eat before an exam. It was considered good luck. 

I thought my collection was pretty robust, until I saw this dude's. Hey, I've done well for myself though, given that I actually hate Kit Kats and end up not eating them. Enjoy these photos of my conquests!


My very first Kit Kat, in honor of the cherry blossom  festival  :)

Another Cherry blossom Kit Kat


Some photographs from the Narita Airport's Kit Kat collection: 

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Snapshot from Stockholm

 Hiding under a statue, Stockholm City Hall, Stockholm, Sweden


Sunday, October 7, 2012

Paia Japanese cemetery along the Road to Hana

The "Road to Hana" is one of those famous activities every tourist does in Maui. This fifty-mile stretch of scenic highway runs from Kahului to the town of Hana, promising ocean views and lush rain forests along the way. Well, I had a different plan. Less than ten miles past Kahului I notice a tiny cemetery outside of a small town by the name of Paia.

The cemetery rests on the edge of a cliff just one block down the road from a small collection of tourist shops and cafes. The cemetery looked as though it had been long abandoned to the Hawaiian sun, which scorched the dry grass surrounding the tombs.

This was the first image that greeted me from the road.


This was  obviously a Japanese cemetery.  Some of the names on the tombs were Romanized, but others retained the Japanese kanji. The dates on the graves spanned over one hundred years.

I must admit that I was initially disappointed with the appearance  of the cemetery. From where I stood under the blazing sun, it was about as colorful as an Iowa wheat field. The dry, yellow grass was ubiquitous in every photo. But when I got home and reviewed the images, I noticed tiny, beautiful bits of color peaking out from unexpected places: dead flowers beside a grave, the blue of the ocean, the green leaves of a tropical plant, the gray of a stone. 

This roadside cemetery is beautiful in its own way.  Tropical, coastal, rural. I will remember it as an unusual place in an unusual part of America.

Saturday, October 6, 2012

Monday, October 1, 2012

Last Wedding of the Summer

I found this amazing vintage dress while in Hawaii and decided to wear it to this wedding just before fall set in...










Dress: Vintage from Hawaii Hair Bow: Made by Me, Fall 2010 Belt: H&M Bag: Vintage from LA Shoes: Vintage from LA Sweater: Uniqo Sunglasses: American Apparel 



Leopard nights

Bought this leopard coat at a thrift store in LA about 8 years ago. I loved it when I found it - I had been looking for that exact coat for ...