Across the country, mt. bike accompanying. Arrival, Santa Fe, New Mexico Listened to a Dream
November 8, 2020 Leave a comment
My mt. bike has accompanied me, crossing the country in rental cars and boxed on a plane, to different workaway (work/exchange) gigs.
However, the word, deed and whims of workaway hosts, weren’t working.
I’ve been asked to leave again by a woman alcoholic who grabbed my first and last month’s rent and then unleashed a bunch of rules that I’ve had to tiptoe around since moving in.
However, rather than sinking, I went into casting the net widely, considering everything from living as an expat in Chiang Mai, Thailand to the Yucatán in Mexico, have done thorough and detailed applications with aupair agencies regarding tutoring, while keeping my ads up locally. Then the phone rang yesterday, Nov. 14th, and I walked into a situation in which I have a startling amount in common with this woman offering a place: values, travel, language, arts, music….and the universe seems to have answered each of our intentions, in a synchronistic match.
My first workaway brought me to outside of Washington, DC – College Park Maryland by UMD. I’d ride bike the hour to DC and explore, taking pics.
saw lots of angry postings outside of the Whitehouse, now that’s past.
From DC, I flew to San Francisco International, to do a gig in East Palo Alto, just minutes riding (across an 8 lane highway) to the lovely Palo Alto, California. There, in the heart of Silicon Valley, I was intrigued with the demographics of the tech industry. The workforce are primarily of Indian decent, second are Asian. These countries planned proactively in their higher education, 25+ years ago, for the booming computer technology scene. They’ve produced an extensive body of tech people, who flood these jobs from Silicon Valley to Singapore.
Back in the high desert. I’ve had to ‘dersertize’ my mountain bicycle wheels, to best avoid flats due to the notorious desert ‘goathead’ thorns.
Driving from California to New Mexico, I encountered once again a culture shock through the FM radio stations I discovered along the way. There were consistently ‘Christian Rock’ stations that are distinctive in their weird similarity of sound. And too, too many Bible Belt preaching stations. Some so bizarre I wanted to stop and record them, but didn’t have time to. Even in the Blue States, there are red stains of eerie ‘born again’ sermons across the radio dials, with a mega-church hypnotism vibe.
Holy moly, did I ever have tears of relief when the Democrats won. I’m ready to contribute as much as I can towards shifting to the Green New Deal and doing things differently, with respect to mass extinctions of other creatures and the repeated climate catastrophes caused by human actions, mega-industries, monopolization and runaway neo-liberal capitalism.
Now, I’ll concentrate on completing my book (already) and juggling different work gigs to pay my rent. I’d be stoked to use my writing, portrait, art, music playing and composition to work in the film industry.
I’d love to be employed doing my writing, art, photography, music and composition. I hear the film industry is booming here. My electronic music compositions could move in the sound track directions, telling stories.
Carol Keiter aka nomadbeatz welcomes donations for her writing, photography, illustrations, eBook & music composition
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