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Middle East, April-May 2010, part 0

Actually, nothing here in the Middle East, all of it in the Mid-Atlantic, New England, and Quebec.

So this trip started back in March with some formalities. The plan was to start in Jordan, then north to Syria, and west to Lebanon. While it is possible to get visas for Jordan and Lebanon at their respective borders, one needs a visa in advance for Syria (although there are exceptions). I decided to get mine in D.C., and to do so, I also needed a new passport, in Philadelphia.

D.C. and Philly were in bloom, or at least the cherry trees and other trees were starting to show their colors. So it was a nice bonus, and I had not visited either city in more than seven years. I did some of the usual tourist things, and familiarized myself with Philly once more. The skyline is quite interesting actually, and the Broad Street streetscape looking south from City Hall is virtually unchanged since the 1930’s. The historic district is a bit spruced up, but it’s still Philadelphia, sitting in the shadow of New York and Washington. The Liberty Bell got much nicer digs, though, far better than that lousy 1970’s bunker.

Independence Hall

Second Bank of the United States

The Liberty Bell

PSFS building, a very underrated Modernist masterpiece

So after a night in Baltimore, I headed to the Syrian Embassy in D.C. The city is a mess to drive around, but there’s a thrill to driving Pennsylvania Avenue, and circling the memorials at night. It can be a beautiful city, but somehow the politics and power-hungry types work their way into my mind, and I can’t wait to get out of Washington. And then there’s the Beltway traffic, which is horrendous.

On the plus side, the African restaurants in D.C. are excellent, and the Adams-Morgan and Dupont Circle neighborhoods are fun places to walk around. I also especially like the Capitol Hill neighborhood, which have an unusually intact, harmonious group of brick row houses and plenty of greenery. D.C. is after all a Southern city. I caught it during cherry blossom season, on the early side, so it wasn’t really crowded yet. But this is the nicest time to be in the city, before the heat and humidity hit you like a brick wall.

Capitol Hill in bloom

Tidal Basin, Washington Monument

Washington Monument

Lincoln Memorial

Jefferson Memorial

Fast forward three weeks, after returning from New Mexico, I flew to Europe via Montreal. In theory, at least.

Yes, I was delayed by a volcano. I flew the first leg of my trip from New York to Montreal, and spent a rainy, cold day wandering around the city, only to find out that all the European flights were cancelled by the eruption of the volcano with the unpronounceable name, Eyjafjallajokull. My next available option was for the following Friday. The world traveler Kiwi Andy was kind enough to put me up for the night at his place on the Plateau, so we got to catch up on things after seven years. So after another day in Montreal, I rented a car and drove right back to New York via Vermont and the Berkshires. After more rain, the skies finally did clear.

Andy with his Jamie Lynn art

Gloomy day in Montreal

Boulevard Saint-Laurent, Montreal

I visited the Burton Store in Burlington, of course. So now I’ve been to all the Burton Stores around the world, yay. Like the one in Innsbruck, it’s hidden away in their corporate headquarters in an industrial section of town. They had the 09-10 Ions and SLX boots in my size, and a Custom 158, but still, it’s a significant amount of money to spend, so I had to resist. I did pick up some gloves, though.

Burton Snowboards HQ, woohoo!

And then I drove through Vermont along U.S. 7, passing cute small towns, before crossing the border into Massachusetts and stopping for lunch in the purple valley, Williamstown. Vermont is such a mellow state, so relaxing.

Middlebury, VT

Williamstown, MA

Luckily, I did get out eventually, drove back to Montreal, and was on my way to Amman.

The Burton Store tour

I’m a Burton window shopping whore. Really. But I’ve bought a total of three things from the stores, a beanie, socks, and a pair of AK pants on discount.

Here’s a photo tour of the Burton Stores I’ve visited so far.

We’ll start in Innsbruck, Austria, where there’s a public bus stop called “Burton Store”. It’s located about two miles from the town center, along busy Haller Strasse, in the office annex part of the European HQ.

IBK, Innsbruck


Drool! I want to buy everything.

Then it’s across the pond to New York. The store is tiny and cramped, but it’s in one of those nifty Soho cast iron buildings.


Burton Store, Soho

And over to the City of Big Shoulders, with the very Chicago touch of having a Mies chair next to the board rack. This one’s in the heart of the Michigan Avenue shopping district, and I’d say probably the nicest of the stores I’ve visited.



To the West Coast, isn’t Melrose Avenue synonymous with snowboarding?


Los Angeles


And over to the Land of the Rising Sun, with the Tokyo store in trendy Harajuku. This one’s a bit disappointing, quite small, probably the least aesthetically pleasing of the stores I’ve been to.


Harajuku, Tokyo

Finally, to the heart of Japan, with the Osaka store in frenetic Shinsaibashi. Much nicer than Tokyo’s, spacious and stylish.


Osaka, Shinsaibashi


I’m still missing the Vermont flagship store, so that’s still on my list. I like how all of them are different, always full of style, but quite individually decorated. I’d say that the Chicago store gets the nod for best design, the furniture inside is very Chicago, while the entranceway is like a mountain lodge, with plenty of wood. Admittedly, though, the Rockies are pretty far from Chicago.