7am. up and at 'em! Dad and i took a car service out to Newark. picked up our car -- a beige beauty with Oregon plates (guess they're trying to get it back to the west coast). we got in and smelled. Mph! it smells in here! so we got in about 3 other cars and smelled them. Hm... Pressured for time, but as my dad brought up: we'll be driving across the country, in the hot weather, its only going to get worse, and as it gets hot out, the smell will get worse.
Courtney's JournalAugust 15th, 1997, Friday
okay, dad. so we walked back and waited while they found us another -- about 20 mins. later a dark green mercury sable pulled up and No Smell! :) this car had about 10,000 less miles and fewers scuffs, scratches, and dings.
okay! onwards! hit traffic going into the holland tunnel (of course), and up 6th ave to the Harley Davidson Cafe. The kick-off press conference at the Harley Davidson cafe -- what can i say? Wendy Dubit spoke and introduced Greg Elin. Greg got up and spoke about the rally, its vision, some of the equipment we'll be using, and the various teams.
Pictured above: Tery Spataro of Stir Associates and Jamie O'Boyle of CSA
then pics of each of us on top of the harley, group shots, and Dad taking so many shots, they all shouted out, "Go TeamDad!"
I travelled around Silicon Alley and got some pics. First stop: @NY. Tom and Jason gave me some really nice baseball caps with suede visors.
Tom Watson and
Next Stop: Stir Associates. We donned some plastic leis and I put on a rubber dolphin nose, leftover favors from a party.
and I met Alec Pollack and Paul Kotonis outside their offices...
And our Olympus Digital 200L camera has been working like a charm.
It makes sense to leave on a journey with an emphasis on community, and the different levels of what it means. New York City is after all, a town with many many communities. In fact, each bourough has many communities, and even within neighborhoods people from all sorts of backgrounds and associations live together. It doesn't always work so well, as we've seen in brutal beating cases, attacks on minorities, and general unacceptance of what's different. But considering the number of people, religions, industries, and any other kind of community you could define, it seems to work for the most part.
I always love when i'm travelling around the city and hear conversations in 2 or 3 different languages -- it reminds me how varied this world is, how many cultures there are, how many aspects to each culture, how rich and dramatic each one is. And they're all here in New York. (or the ones I see on a daily basis anyway).
And now I will be traveling where I will be the foreigner... the one who's different, the one who speaks funny. And I am looking forward to sharing in other people's communities, and I think I'll come back to New York with a better apppreciation of different cultures/communities and hopefully a more enriched sense of acceptance and tolerance of others. I hope they'll accept me too, which is ultimately what I think anyone hopes for.