“… but it was the saxophone soloing that challenged credulity, it’s length and perhaps its unwillingness to tell a traditional story… If there’s one thing the facile critic needs to do his job, it is some verbal personality from the bandstand, some words to transcribe into the review – anything to make a thoroughly musical endeavor more literary or conversational. Coltrane would not provide it.”
Ben Ratliff

Coltrane - The Story of a Sound

Romania – The Journey Over

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It’s really hard to say when this journey started. Though taking apart a physical home, moving into suitcases and getting on a flight seems like a big shift and change (which it is), it is actually a continuous movement we’ve been making for many years – parts consciously and parts intuitively (sometimes seeming counter-consciousness). Yet this leg of the journey has a clear starting point for me – we were sitting in the plane in Israel and Andreea pulled out a surprise gift – a small bag containing three sonte-crystals. I carefully unwrapped them and spent time with each one. One of them held on to me and I to it – a red Jasper. It preferred my left hand to my right – and as I held it over my abdomen it emanated a deep and embracing warmth. It said “Absolutely, yes, passionately, you are heading in the right direction”.

We carried over with us over 100kg of our posessions – including a hefty collection of stones and crystals, Andreea’s essential oils, my photography gear, christmas tree decorations, a coffee pot and a bag of our favorite coffee. The flight was fine and the connection from Bucharest to Cluj-Napoca was smooth and easy (though it was odd sitting right next to the spinning propellor engine). We got into a large taxi with a friendly taxi driver who brought us to a super-friendly hostel.  The weather has been really nice – a mixture of warm sun-shine and an occassional drizzle and always a cool quality in the air, a reminder of the coming of winter.

The first night we went into town to localize our cellular phones, buy some food for the next morning’s breakfast and find a nice pizzeria for dinner. We couldn’t find a pizzeria (which, by the next day seemed to be on every street corner) but we did find a nice restaurant where we found some nice warm cooked food which filled and supported us – including quite a few vegetarian options.

A warm bed and food are so important.

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