If you want to see “Rent” on Broadway, don’t wait

by Jamie Rhein on

If you’re looking for a show to see on Broadway, why not pick one that won’t be there after June 1? “Rent” is closing after a 12-year-run. [via New York Times] This has me thinking that perhaps I ought to head to NYC to see it once more myself. I saw this show several years ago when the Broadway touring company was in Columbus. I can vouch that there’s not another show out there with so much heart.

For anyone who has struggled to find ones place in the world, make a difference, and be heard, you’ll relate. Even if you know someone like that, you’ll relate. The musical, based on Puccini’s opera “La Bohème” was written as a partial response to the AIDS crisis, as well as the gentrification of many New York City neighborhoods.

Since the mid-1980s there are neighborhoods in NYC, once affordable and a bit edgy, that have become more and more boutique drenched with nifty little eateries only middle class folks and those with deeper pockets can afford. My brother’s neighborhood near Mark’s Place is one of them. One of my favorite restaurants, Rectangles once served a wonderful Middle Eastern appetizer plate, but it closed because of not being able to afford the rent anymore. This was only two or three years ago, but it was affected by the change.

Some critics wonder if “Rent’s” message has passed, similar to the criticism of the musical “Hair” that made a small comeback this past year (I know of two productions.) Personally, I don’t think so. Regardless, the lyrics and music are absolutely wonderful. Now that it’s closing, this opens up the possibility of more regional theaters staging a production. Already the song “Seasons of Love” has made it into school choir concerts.

I think the story remains pertinent. There are always people who struggle, make friendships, get disappointed, feel hope and looking for fantastic lyrics to sing their heart out (at least to themselves.) In “Rent’s” case, the singing–boisterous, often joyful, and mostly hopeful–comes in the type of songs that you’ll actually remember once the curtain has gone down and you are back in your own life searching for your “one song” that lets you know that you’ve made a difference. Here’s a You Tube video that includes “One Song Glory.” Switch the in the word “post” for “song” and there is the blogger’s version. I always keep my guitar on hand.

How to live like Matthew McConaughey

by Jamie Rhein on

Living like Matthew McConaughey may involve taking your shirt off, as Matt Damon says in his hilarious impression of the often shirtless star while Damon was a guest on David Letterman. (Here is the YouTube video. It explains why I chose the photo I did.)

Another way that is less dramatic, perhaps, is by living with a family overseas. McConaughey was an exchange student to Australia in 1988 and lived with a family who he still visits. (YouTube video)

When I was in college, I was an exchange student and lived with a family in Denmark who I am still in touch with and plan to visit again on my next trip to Europe. I have visited two times already. My Danish sisters have also visited me and my family in the U.S.

When you live with a family there is an impression about a country you can get that’s much richer from traveling there. Although Abha found Copenhagen not worth traveling back to, which I can see if I didn’t know it better, I found the Danish culture a fascinating place to hang out for awhile. When you live with a family, you get to know more about the values and psychology of a place.

I also learned how to make a deep connection with someone who didn’t share my language and I didn’t share his. My Danish father didn’t know any English and I didn’t really learn any more Danish than to say “Thank you for the meal,” “Are you cold?” and “peacock.” I also know how to make a Danish lunch.

For anyone visiting the U.S., living with an American family is a way to understand more about the complexities of American life. We’ve had Japanese exchange teachers live with us on a couple of occasions. Both times it was only for a couple of weeks, but we took them to visit my husband’s parents and each were here for Halloween.

As an adult, there are still ways you can live with a family if your exchange student days are over, although many masters’ degree programs also have programs in other countries that involve staying with families. One of my close friends studied in Taiwan and lived with a family for the summer as part of his program through the University of Southern California. The first time I went to Taiwan, I visited him. Since he was studying urban planning seeing Taipei through his lens was a bonus.

Another way is to search out home stay options. There are organizations that link visitors to families, even for short visits. Here’s one for Nepal that I found, for example.

You can also possibly hook up with an impromptu stay. When we lived in Singapore, we had a few travelers stay with us who we met while we were traveling somewhere else. When they were passing through Singapore, we invited them to stay with us. Be friendly, open, and charming as hell, and you might get lucky.

When I was in the Peace Corps some travelers wandered into my village and guess who the villagers thought they should stay with because they might be more comfortable? Here’s an account of someone who finagled a stay with a nomad family in Mongolia. This stay involved learning a bit about sheep shearing. My Peace Corps visitors ended up going with me to a naming ceremony that involved drumming and dancing. By the way, they were Italian. One of them didn’t know English.

When picking a place for your next vacation, consider staying with a family in order to learn the language better. For that purpose, here’s one in Ecuador through the Cristóbal Colón Spanish school.

Here is a link to the Danish International Student program (DIS) that gives tips on staying with a family. They are worth a look at no matter which family you may stay with, even if it’s for a night or two.

Ohio’s not too happy, but here’s a travel video [sort of ] with Buckeye spirit

by Jamie Rhein on

First of all, if you were watching David Letterman last night, was it interrupted for a press conference about the results of last National Championship football game? Just checking.

You can bet that people are feeling down in the mouth in Ohio because of OSU’s loss to LSU yesterday. Still, a loss doesn’t get in the way of Buckeye pride. I didn’t quite get football culture until I moved here–actually, I still don’t –not exactly, but I’ve learned a bit about the attraction. There’s an identity of being a Buckeye that transcends race, class, gender and age. I’ve also learned to alter my driving pattern around game day. Heading down Ackerman, Hudson, Lane or Kenny Roads when the games are home is a way to creep along as people stream off of 315 or I-71 in search of parking. It’s nuts.

Today when I received a link to the OSU Alumni Magazine in my in-box, a video link caught my attention. Made as Ohio State University promotional material, it features people, some in different parts of the world, who have sent in pictures of themselves spelling out O-H-I-O with their hands and arms. You may have seen it yesterday if you watched the game. It’s also to be used as a commercial during basketball coverage.

I got a charge from watching the video from figuring out where the pictures were taken and if I’ve been to the places featured myself. I saw some shots that reminded me of Gadling posts. Look for the one that’s related to Aaron’s post of his trip to Ecuador. The shots featured in the video were culled from hundreds that have been sent in to the O-H-I-O Spot, an OSU pride kind of project. Here’s the link to the other pictures. You can still submit to the project. Here’s the page for that.

Video: Bollywood dancing at Indian Pizza Hut

by Justin Glow on


I’m pretty bummed; I went to a Pizza Hut in Jaipur, India last January and nobody danced. There was, however, a big, metal bell situated at kid-level height with a sign that encouraged young diners to “ring if you had fun!” Of course the entire time we were there, the air was filled with the loudest, most obnoxious bell ringing I’ve ever heard. Oh how I wish they had the dance!

[Via Cynical-C]