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What is your most prized DD possession?

Sometimes, I have to borrow writing topics from “the experts”. Today is one of those days, as I try to untangle myself from the weekend and get moving. (Is anyone else struggling with the idea that Thanksgiving for the USA is next Thursday?!? How’d that happen???)

Over the weekend, and it might have even been yesterday – DDHQ asked fans for their most prized DD possession. I didn’t see many replies, but the few I caught were memorabilia like tour programs or signed CD’s.

When DDHQ sends out these questions, it takes me a few minutes of thinking before I settle on an answer worth tweeting. This time though, gut instinct took over and I tweeted right away. My answer wasn’t very exciting compared to those who tweeted signed photos or books or CD’s. My prized possession isn’t even my vinyl copy of Astronaut, signed by all five original members, although it’s a close second.

My most prized possession is the Encore CD set of the first time I saw all five original members onstage together in Costa Mesa, California in 2003.  I keep it hidden down deep in my sweater drawer and it is the one CD that isn’t already packed! I don’t really know why I’ve attached so much sentiment to one single thing. It isn’t signed, I rarely play it, and I didn’t even meet the band that night.  I suppose though, it has everything to do with why I’m a fan.

When I listen to the thunderous applause at the beginning of the concert, I know that I was one of those voices. We sat way back in the 16th row that night (“sat” is probably not the right word here. I jumped up and down. Shook like a tuning fork, even, but I didn’t really sit.), and I’ve never felt so much joy emanate through my body as I did that night. I couldn’t replicate the feeling if I tried, and I have. The memory of the concert that night still makes me smile and feel all tingly. I think it is that concert “high” that I still chase to this day.

Sure, the fact that all five were on that stage, playing together, is a wonderful memory. I am so grateful that I was able to be there and witness it. Andy was there, and I nearly came out of my skin when Roger stepped away from his set at the end of the show. I can remember seeing him walk to the front of the stage with his tongue hanging out of his mouth from exhaustion. I stared at John and Simon for most of the show, periodically pinching myself to make sure I wasn’t dreaming the whole thing. It was amazing and I could hardly believe I was there. Finally, after so many years! My heart still swells, just thinking about it.

There was something else that night though. I watched the audience before the band took the stage. People knew one another in the front. There was a lot of hugging, laughing, talking, and even some happy tears. I was so curious about all of that, because I knew no one aside from my husband, who was sitting next to me. It was an odd feeling. While I was overjoyed to be there like any Duranie might, I also felt just the slightest bit left out. I knew that whatever was going on with the people in the seats closest to the stage – I wanted to be a part of it.

There’s no question in my mind that my Encore CD from that show is  still my most prized DD possession. It is a memory from the show that changed everything for me. The friends I’ve made, the times I’ve had, and even the few encounters I’ve had with the band themselves – are in direct result from that show. I’m so grateful I was there.

There are plenty of moments from my Duranie life that I hold dear. I have fond memories of seeing Duran Duran (Nick, Simon and Warren) at the Anaheim House of Blues a couple of years prior. I felt that I’d left Duran Duran back in my childhood, only to have that “fan feeling” roar right back to life once again. That show in 2001 made me realize that I was still a Duran Duran fan, but it was the Costa Mesa show in 2003 that convinced me to participate in fandom. I wanted to meet people, make friends, and get involved.

Obviously, I took it a little farther than I’d planned. I’m funny that way.

-R

 

A moment worth celebrating

Some days are just meant to be celebrated!  I am super behind today already, but I needed to take a minute and congratulate my dearest friend on some VERY hard-fought victories.

A lot of people, including myself – simply vote on election day. We proudly display our “I voted” stickers as though we’ve done something monumental, take selfies and display them all over the net. My friend Amanda takes the process a lot more to heart. She volunteers for campaigns, running and organizing teams of people for canvassing, among a great many other things. In short, she lives, eats, and breathes campaigning. Since 2010, she has been working nearly non-stop to “right” some of the things that have happened in her state. Last night (or early this morning!), election results appear to show that her goal has finally been reached.

My purpose in writing this post isn’t to get into political debate over what anyone else may think or feel is right or wrong…but simply to prove a point that I think has been very lost in this world lately.

Amanda and I kind of sit on opposite sides of the political spectrum, to some degree. I lean more towards right of center. She is most definitely on the left. Yet we still get along, and agree on a great many things. We find common ground because THAT IS WHAT NORMAL, LEVEL-HEADED PEOPLE DO.

I respect Amanda, 100%. I celebrate her victory because she is my closest friend. I wouldn’t set out to hurt her any more than she would me.  I am incredibly proud of her today (although I still would have been proud even if her candidates had not won), and I’m overjoyed that she is able to feel like she can celebrate her hard work. Everyone needs that, and I’m relieved that SHE is relieved.

Sometimes I think our governments, social media, and media in general, are so focused on making sure we see what makes us all different that we forget to notice and comment on all of the things that make us similar. The common ground is there and miles wide, we just need to be willing to find it. That doesn’t mean looking at your friend and saying “You’re the one who voted for the guy I don’t like, so you need to change your thinking and know that I’m the one who is right.” It means listening to one another. It means doing a LOT of listening, and a lot less talking.

Social media is great for talking. Tweeting is really just about who can yell the loudest. There’s a lot of that going on. I’m wondering more about the listening, though. Who is willing to do more of that?

Count me in on that side.

Congratulations my friend. I am thrilled for you, and for your state. I know how much of yourself you put into this election and campaign. It is inspiring to see that kind of hard work amount to so much. I hope you never lose sight of what you’ve accomplished.

Oh, I know this has little to do with Duran Duran. Except that it does. Amanda and I are both fans. Our common ground has ALWAYS been this band. I know of fellow fans who are far more liberal AND far more conservative than I am. Yet when it comes down to it, we all love the band. It’s a great starting point. I strive to remind everyone that when it boils down to it, I really do believe there is more that makes us similar than different, no matter the color of our skin, the loves of our life, or where you fall on the political spectrum. I think that to some degree, we’re all a bit guilty of forgetting that from time to time.

Onward and upward.

-R

So today my world it smiles….and inspires

Not gonna lie, I’m in a mood…and I’m sick of fan squabbling.

I have a friend named Alana. (Hiya Alana!!) She is battling cancer, and she’s having a rough time. I worry for her.  Her battle is far more important than anything I’m going to deal with today or tomorrow, that is for damn certain. I don’t talk to her every day (in fact, it’s been a while), but I make a point to say a prayer for her every night. It isn’t much, and goodness knows who is really listening to my nightly rambles – but I try. I met Alana because of Duran Duran, oddly enough. We are both fans, and she came to a meet-up we had in North Carolina. I loved her (and her awesome hair!) immediately. She’s warm and friendly and kind. She’s the type of person you WANT to be friends with because somehow, you hope she’ll rub off on you and make you a better person.

Well, maybe that’s just me. I can admit my obvious failings and the need for inspiration and guidance!

I bring up Alana not because I want the world to know her business, but because sometimes, I need to remind myself that our fandom is filled with people like Alana. She’s quiet, well-liked amongst her friends, but she’s not necessarily the most well-known Duranie out there. She isn’t loud, and doesn’t really ever complain. I know for sure she doesn’t sit back in jealousy when she sees a photo of her favorite online with another fan. It is doubtful that she makes a note of how many times so-and-so has had the good fortune to run into Simon. I’ve never so much as heard Alana even grumble about missing a concert, much less complain openly about how other people always seem to be able to go.

I’m definitely not like Alana. I’ve done more than my share of complaining. I’ve whined about how the same people always seem to be lucky. You know the ones, they always seem to get front row. They go to shows over and over again with what seems to be a limitless bank account.  These fans know people, and they’re invited places that most of us couldn’t even dream about. Some fans are lucky, and damn if they don’t seem far luckier than I’ve ever been. I am by no means a perfect person, much less a perfect fan. The thing is, lately, whenever I start feeling the negativity rise to the surface – I remind myself that friends like Alana are fighting real battles. They’re worrying about things that I can’t even wrap my head around. The last thing I should do is throw my own negativity into the world when friends of mine are fighting REAL battles and never once complaining. Try a little gratitude on for size, Rhonda.

I’m pretty fortunate. I’ve done a lot of things that I never thought possible. I’ve met people like Alana – and there are a lot of them out there. I have a family and friends who love and put up with me. Every time I start to feel that green haze of envy come over me – hey, it happens from time to time – I remind myself of all of those things. I think about the fact that writing this blog has genuinely saved my life. Yes, many fans out there have had far more face time with the band than I have. There are people out there that have been able to turn their fandom hobbies into real careers. I could be jealous about those things. It’s easy to slip into the “Why not me?” mindset. I’m a mom, and a damn good one at that. It’s the one thing I know I do incredibly well.

I’m not perfect. I will openly and loudly admit that I’ve rolled my eyes more than once when I’ve seen the same people win contests, go to shows, be in front row, etc, etc. I don’t know why the world works the way it does. Spending time trying to figure it out, or poking holes in fan theories seems petty – yet I know I’ve engaged in those practices more than once.  I know I still slip from time to time, too. I’m no hypocrite – I’m not even remotely close to perfect here. People can change, and I’m working on it. I only know that I spend my time in gratitude for the Alanas in my life far more often than worrying and complaining online about why someone else is going to shows all over the country or is getting front row tickets. I’m a lot happier that way, too.

I’m closing this blog in a much better mood than I started, hence the title of the blog.  Maybe there’s something to that whole “gratitude” thing…imagine that!

-R

30 years of Big Thing!

It is amazing how quickly life can take a turn. In 24-hours, I went from feeling happy and content to worried and insecure. The charter school where my youngest attends suddenly closed down. There is much more to the story – as there always is – but the bottom line is that we had to say goodbye this morning. It was emotional, and I still feel pretty raw.

I worked there for the past two years, and quit at the end of May in order to move….which hasn’t happened quite yet. It was very hard watching my colleagues and friends be treated as though they were criminals by the executive administration. Even more difficult was watching the kids faces as they looked anxiously to their parents this morning while being told by someone they had never met that they couldn’t go into the center. I was on a short list of people not allowed in the learning center at all, for any reason – which makes me laugh. I don’t even think I’m on Duran Duran’s short list for that kind of thing yet!

Those of us who worked there gave it our all. Blood, sweat and even tears went into each school year, and I am very proud of the work I did there. To this day, I can’t sneak into the learning center without small (and smallish) children running to give me hugs and tell me they miss me, which I cherish.  I miss being a part of their world each week. Sometimes though, regardless of how much heart, joy, love and affection someone puts into something, it just doesn’t work out. Sometimes things fall apart, no matter how much we work at them to succeed.

This is just one reason why I am thrilled to think about the 30th Anniversary of Big Thing today. Many fans talk consider the front side as the real genius of the album, but I believe the real gems are on the back!

The trifecta of “Palomino”, “Land”, and “The Edge of America” continue to rock my world to this day. Any one of the three could be entered into direct evidence for why Duran Duran should be in the Hall of Fame. Combined, they become the cornerstone of why I, along with so many others, are fans of this band.  Heartfelt, personal, poignant,  ground breaking are all words I would use to describe the project. Big Thing may be one of Duran Duran’s most underrated albums, but it is also among their best. Coincidence?

Sometimes, no matter how much heart and soul you put into something – the work goes unsung by the masses. Those losses are often the hardest to overcome, but they’re also teachable moments.

I’m hoping the same for my family in the coming weeks.

-R

As the Planet Turns Into the Light

I had a good day yesterday.

Before I dive into that statement, I want to acknowledge that I am lucky to live in the US. While I know why the band plays here, I can’t help but feel badly for the rest of the fans throughout the world. One can reasonably understand why things are the way they are, and still not like it. I am very lucky to live here, and I’m very sorry that business for the band is such that economically – they play here because they need to.  I wish it were different.

The crazy thing is, the real joy I felt yesterday wasn’t from scoring tickets to a show. Quite honestly, I didn’t get anything myself from the pre-sale but an empty basket. Over and over and over again! However, it is true that my friend Lori is a guru when it comes to getting tickets on Ticketmaster (and before her, it was Suzie that came to the rescue for last year’s show), and without them I’d be scrolling Stub Hub or even the reseller’s marketplace on Ticketmaster.  It definitely wasn’t the ticket buying that made me smile yesterday.

I actually spoke to Amanda for the first time since July! What was so strange, yet comforting, was that we dove back in without really even skipping a beat. It was as if no time had passed. We talked about the band. We talked about a possible meet-up/welcome party/mini-convention for the weekend. We talked about politics (we are more alike than different), we even talked about sexual assault and feminism. I think what made me smile most yesterday was how normal everything felt, particularly after nearly a year of life feeling everything but. I am lucky to have a friend like her.

We planned. We talked about what we’d like to do that weekend. Yesterday, we focused on something other than campaigning and moving. For me, that was glorious. It’s weird, because for the past eleven months, I haven’t thought too much about Duran Duran. Yes, I write the blog on the days I need to write it, but once I’m done composing a post, I really have to move on with my day. I’ve had to focus on my family’s needs and put my hobbies aside. Secretly, I’ve wondered if I was just over Duran Duran.

That’s the silver lining of hiatus, or quiet times when it comes to this band. For two straight years (if not more), I think both Amanda and I felt like we were “all in”. We lived, ate, and slept Duran Duran! Once the tour ended (and I mean the real tour – not these one-off, two off dates), we went back to our regular lives. We picked up on other things. Maybe that’s our idea of balance. I don’t know. We don’t even work for Duran Duran, yet sometimes I really wonder if it’s not some strange sort of indentured servitude going on here!

I think I’d forgotten the joy I get from just being a fan and doing my thing. Sure, we can talk about how the set list never seems to change these days, or take up bets on whether the set and costuming will remain. There are real discussions to be had about Ticketmaster, and ticketing in general, and how it ruins the experience for fans. I’m not sorry I’m going to see Duran Duran in Las Vegas though.

I’m excited to see my friends. It will be great to be with my people again, strolling around with our to-go cups and lids. Again, I feel so lucky to count these women within my small circle friends. I am eager to be in the audience for the gigs. My adrenaline will kick in, and I’m hoping the memory of my past year will be put to rest. I can’t wait to see Simon, John, Roger, Nick, Anna, and of course Dom. I’ve missed them. We’re definitely doing parties of some kind at the Hard Rock. Watch this space for details. If you’re not already coming for the shows, maybe a mini-Duranie convention will entice you to make the trip.

Yesterday was the most joyful I’ve been since last December. It hasn’t been an easy year, but I have real hope that things are beginning to look up.

-R

 

Hallucinating Durandemonium…in Vegas!

Hi everyone!

I feel battered, and not only due to the ticket pre-sale I just completely bombed out on. It’s been a rough few days. I’m sorry I didn’t blog yesterday. It’s been pretty stressful, and my body decided to respond with the worst headache I have ever had. I’m trying very hard to remain calm today, as stress seems to make my headache come right back up again.

About that pre-sale…

First of all, we did get tickets. I will get that out-of-the-way now. I’m not complaining about what we got, and I really don’t care to relive the horror with obtaining them. So I won’t. I’ll just say that I remain 100% convinced that Ticketmaster is corrupt. There is very little anyone could tell me to make me believe otherwise, especially while that company continues to own and operate a secondary marketplace. I am quite sure I’m not alone on that front.

However, I am relieved that we do have tickets, and that I can look forward to a much needed getaway with my best group of friends in February. I can’t wait to see people I’ve missed, and maybe even make new friends along the way. That, above all else, is what I will be thinking about in the coming months. I definitely won’t be thinking about what seats I have, or how skewed and corrupt the ticket buying system really is.

What happens in Vegas…

Here’s the deal: we were thinking about doing a welcome party at the very least…and possibly some convention-type activities on Friday and Saturday during the day before the show if there’s interest.

What I need to know though is whether or not there will be enough Duranies in town on Thursday night to actually do a party.  So let us know if there’s interest in a Durandemonium party to start the weekend off, and also if you think doing convention things during the day on Friday and Saturday might be fun, too.  That way, I can set to work figuring out what can be done so that we can all get the most bang for our buck out of the weekend!

Stays in Vegas….

Now comes the fun part in trip planning – figuring out when I’m leaving, and where we’re staying! This trip is just what I needed, and exactly at the right time. My husband has my birthday and Christmas gifts all wrapped up for him, and I have something to look forward to!

Let me know if you’re coming to Vegas and what you think about attending a Durandemonium party on Thursday night! (we wouldn’t do it on Friday because everyone would be getting ready for the show!) 

-R

The Fan Purity Myth

Over the course of the past several days, I’ve read a good many viewpoints. Not unlike any other time when Duran Duran has announced something new, or released a new product – Duranies from all corners of the world have announced their conclusions. Sometimes, these attitudes are consistent with one another; other times, they are as wildly different as the people and places they derive.

In my experience, Duranies have never been afraid to share their assessments. Some do it rather loudly, by tweeting about it, or posting replies on Facebook updates that the band has published. Others take to message boards or discuss it more privately amongst smaller groups. Some are not afraid to pointedly poke fun, others are far more diplomatic. Some people choose to be blunt or even rude.  A few allow their anger to shape their comments, while others feel the need to defend the honor of the band at all costs.

How many times have you read the statement, “If you were a real fan, you’d like or support the band’s decision?”  Fan purity tests such as this do very little to positively affect the community.

It should not come as a surprise that Daily Duranie fell into the middle of the mosh pit melee more than once.  It was uncomfortable, and not a situation we enjoyed. Over the eight years we’ve blogged, Amanda and I have learned that our “job”, so to speak, is to provide the topic. Any necessary judgment or conclusions fall on the side of our reader to employ.

It is very easy to sit in my chair here at home, and judge comments found on any of the social media accounts that DDHQ manages. Some people love the fragrances and are willing to fly to London to buy every last one of them. Other people don’t. Still others absolutely hate the idea and think everything from price to where it i being sold is ridiculous. That range of response is honestly and truly no different from the response to any other thing the band has ever done, or will ever do. Some people want the band to do things, but they want them done exactly as they see fit. There is no room for deviation. When that doesn’t happen, they wield their keyboards like swords, and enter the fight.

At one time, I would have questioned whether or not these people, so eager to take the band down with their words, were indeed real fans. That also got me into trouble, and I don’t mind admitting that here. Fandom cannot be put to a purity test, a lesson I’ve learned well. Tables turn very quickly and easily in this fandom. One day, you’re as pure as the driven snow; the next, you’re writing a fan blog that pissed somebody off.  Things happen!

There are always going to be people who don’t like something. There are always going to be people who take to the internet, hell-bent to make the rest of the Duranie-world see and agree with their point of view. Sometimes, they resort to humor in order to do it, and sometimes, it reads as disrespectful. Yet at the end of the day, chances are, they still love Duran Duran as much as anybody else.

It isn’t up to me to put any of that up to a ridiculous fan-purity test, that is for sure.

-R

Running like a fox to keep up

I apologize for my tardiness this morning. There are days when I feel like thing are going well, and I’ve “got this”, and then there are days when I feel like a small person pushing a huge boulder up a steep hill.

Today is the latter, and sadly – it is for no good reason other than I just feel stressed.

It has been nice to see the pictures and bits of news from yesterday’s  fragrance launch. (a shout-out to a friend because yes, I’m mentioning THAT again…) After what has felt like months without anything significant, it was lovely to see the band out and about again. I’m sure it has probably only been a few weeks (maybe even only couple) since the band was out, but it has felt like much longer. That is likely a commentary on the doldrums of my own daily existence than the workings of the band, though.

I knew of a few people that made their way to Liberty London in support of the band, despite not knowing about the launch party until nearly the last-minute. As I perused the comments online, I noticed a common, familiar sentiment amongst the posts. Nearly everyone mentioned their dismay at not knowing about the party sooner.

I know that DDHQ said the announcement of the fragrances didn’t go as planned. I’m sure that was frustrating for them. I don’t have any idea if the launch party itself was meant to be a public thing where fans could buy tickets to attend. The very fact that they were available online screams “please come!” On the other hand, I have to wonder if part of the lateness in mentioning the launch also served as a way to make certain that there were be very few fans in attendance.

While I can understand the concern with having a crowd of fans present at a function that was meant for mingling between the band and press, I also see the point of fans. They want to be able to support the band. This presents itself as a bit of tug-o-war that is almost always at work. On one hand, management really is not concerned with fans. They are a business entity. On the other, fans are what have kept this band afloat. Ignoring, if not outright discouraging fans, has been an ongoing problem.

This past tour – the Paper Gods tour – seemed to be a giant step backward, at least when it came down to accessibility of the band to fans. Members were ushered from place to place, with stern glances from handlers to the few fans that might have been present as they walked from cars into buildings. A few long-standing hotels where the band had stayed on previous tours were left empty. They weren’t just running from Amanda and I, either! More than one fan in nearly every country they visited complained that they couldn’t get anywhere near the band on this tour, and when they did – they were given angry looks and told to “back off”.

Granted, I know what happens on tour. Anyone who has ever been to a Duran show and spent any kind of time waiting to see them outside of a venue, or after a show, knows the potential exists for extreme chaos, at minimum. Some fans step out of line. Some people do not understand boundaries of any kind. Perhaps it all finally got to be a bit much, and maybe the band finally asked to have their privacy guarded. I wouldn’t be surprised by that, and I wouldn’t argue otherwise. Sometimes, they really DO need security to step in…and sometimes, fans need to back the hell off. I don’t know why people can’t see that when they’re in front of Roger, John, Simon or Nick, but some simply cannot.

As someone also said to me today, “It must be said that new staff doesn’t realize they [the band] know us well and that they have known us for ages.”  Also true.

Of course, the issue here is that we’d all love to count ourselves in that group, and how on earth would management/handlers/touring staff ever really know who was safe and who was not?

Once again, I’m left with more potential questions and problems than answers when it comes to accessibility. It is a good thing I’m not in charge.

-R

And then there were scents…

Just when I was beginning to lose faith in this whole “40th anniversary” thing.

(not really, but I needed a good opening remark!)

Yesterday I saw something on Twitter that I previously believed would never materialize. I scrolled through my timeline and noticed a friend had retweeted something about a fragrance launch at Liberty London. Tickets were available (and I do mean were) for tomorrows launch, and I have to wonder if any of our Duran-friends out there will be attending!

I vaguely remember either Nick or John mentioning a fragrance idea during a Katy Kafe. It was one of the ideas swirling around under the 40th anniversary heading. I (wrongly) assumed that it was a pie-in-the-sky-idea, and didn’t think about it again. Until yesterday.

I won’t lie, even when I saw the tweet, I thought it was more likely rumor than reality. This morning though, DDHQ confirmed that yes, the fragrances (yes, as in more than one!) is a reality. The coordinated announcement clearly did not work out according to plan. Twitter followers were told to “watch this space” for information in the coming days. Or weeks. Or even months. The tweet didn’t specify, although the launch is tomorrow.

One can only assume that the launch information wasn’t intended to get “out” (although tickets were indeed available to the public) and DDHQ wanted control over the information flow. Which makes  sense, if only the rest of the world would get on board with the plan!

Meanwhile, I have to wonder—why now? Sure, the 40th anniversary is upcoming (I believe that the band is looking to 2020—the year that Simon joined—with that in mind as opposed to celebrating the band’s actual inception), but is that enough to support launching fragrances now?

But really—tell me there’s new music coming along for the ride and I’m IN!  (Yes, I realize that a snowball has a better chance of surviving in hell than we do of getting new music alongside this launch, but I had to throw the idea out there!)

I am excited and curious to see how this plays out!The artwork DDHQ tweeted whets my appetite and interest, and I’ve included it as the cover photo for this post! (see above!)

-R

 

 

Not Knowing Where You’re Rolling

The other day, I saw a meme on Facebook about concert withdrawals. That same day, a fellow Duranie posted a question as her status update, asking if anyone else was having Paper God withdrawals. I enthusiastically responded, “YES”.

I don’t know what is going on with me. Maybe it is the time of year. Perhaps I just don’t have enough to do here at home. I do miss that band more now than I have in months, though. Apparently, I’m not alone. That’s comforting.

As I wrote in an email yesterday, I have no business wishing for concerts right now. I really don’t. It is tough finding a way to sneak out of this house during daylight hours to get groceries, much less escape for an extended period to see a band perform somewhere in this country. However, the heart wants what it wants, right?

If I could go anywhere in the world to see Duran Duran play – OUTSIDE of the state I live in, where would I go?  I’d love to have the money to go anywhere I wanted, but like everyone else – my responsibilities and budget keep me tethered.  Even so, if I could…where would I want to go?

Worldwide, there are a few places I’d love to see Duran Duran again. Oddly, I have yet to see the band play in London. I love the UK in general, and I will take advantage of any excuse I can find to go and explore more of England in particular. I’d also love to see them in Sicily, since my dad’s family is originally from there. The last choice is really a toss-up because there is so much of Europe I’d love to see. Switzerland, France and Austria are at the top of my list. Klosters in Switzerland looked like a snowy-dream world, Carcassonne, France seemed like somewhere I’d want to escape on vacation, and even my husband can attest that I bring up going to Vienna every time the idea of going on a real, extended, holiday comes up. (Maybe once the kids are out of college!)

Even here in the states, there are places I’ve yet to see, and shows I regret not being able to get to. Red Rocks, for instance. That was a once-in-a-lifetime gig that I missed out on. I’m still kicking myself about that. I’d love to go to Florida and see them play, and definitely Boston.

Fantasy time!! What about you? Where would you go, outside of where you currently live, if you could go anywhere?

-R