No good deed goes unpunished

I’ve not done well with people over the last month.

I stayed in an extended stay hotel for the last couple of weeks of my time in the USA. The friend I was staying with in Huntsville didn’t ask me to leave, but based on her actions, I needed to go. Also, I’d been storing two boxes of items (mostly camping gear) at her home. She didn’t want those at her house, either. I shipped them to my family. (THANK YOU, THANK YOU, Matt & Stacey!!) It would have been nice if we could have sat down and had an adult conversation about it, but we know in the real world people rarely do that. Mostly, I felt very unwelcome and hurt that my friend didn’t want me around.

Oh, and this all came to a head on Christmas Day, so you can imagine the fun I had on my holidays.

I’m sorry for anything I might have done. I tried very had to NOT take advantage of her generosity. While a long stay (just under 6 weeks), she was aware ahead of time of the length. She refused rent money. I did all the cleaning, laundry and cooking while I lived with her. I bought more than half of the groceries and gasoline for the car and frequently paid for dinners out. I left her with about $200 worth of kitchen cooking utensils, which I purchased, and I filled her freezer with prepared meals before I left. I tried not to be a bad house guest.

She may feel otherwise. And she’s entitled. It’s her home. She doesn’t have to have anyone or anything in it that she doesn’t want. She’s an adult and doesn’t have to associate with anyone she chooses not to. And she has the right to withdraw her friendship, even if it breaks my heart.

To be fair, she did help me get to the airport at the end of my stay.  It was a lot of trouble at an inconvenient hour and I greatly appreciate it.  But it was so uncomfortable, I wish I had not done it. Among other things, she felt the need to tell me that I was a bad/irresponsible employee who did not finish her contracts and she didn’t think another school would hire me with my record. She’s never seen me in a work situation, and I have finished all but one of my contracts. But she is entitled to her opinion.

On my last full day at the hotel before check out, I was packing up my possessions. I gave the unused food/toiletries/kitchen items to a pregnant woman downstairs. I also gave her $20 cash, since she seemed to be down on her luck. Two hours later, she was knocking at my door asking for more money. She was peeved that I wouldn’t give her anymore.

It’s a bad end to my friendship and my USA visit.

When I say I’m ready for the next adventure, I mean it.

Next Stop: Bolivia

The Alabama Tour: Clarkson Covered Bridge

I have an affinity for covered bridges. My school bus drove through one every day. Now my niece rides the same bus and goes through the same bridge. Here’s a restored one near Cullman, which I saw on my Alabama Tour.

The park has lovely picnic spots and a working mill. If it hadn’t been raining, I’d have stopped for a longer stay.

 And as a bonus, there is a small Civil War museum just a few miles away, located on the sight of the Hogg Mountain battlefield. While the museum doesn’t have a lot outside of the location, the owner is quite a character. Come just for him.And this was just for fun. Notice the mail box. 

The Alabama Tour: Ave Maria Grotto

This stop on the Alabama Tour is a must for anyone coming through the area. It was also the place that inspired my Alabama tour. The miniatures are well done and the path is an easy, handicapped accessible one. It was pouring rain when I arrived, but the lovely ladies at the desk lent me a colorful umbrella for the walk. (I also received my first senior citizen discount to get in! Hey, a dollar is a dollar!)Saint Bernard Abbey, located near Cullman, Alabama, houses the Ave Maria Grotto.

There are also many other buildings at the complex, including a church and private school. According to Roadside Attractions:

Brother Joseph (formerly Michael Zoettl) was a Benedictine monk born in Bavaria, who spent decades turning cement and junk into a miniature city in Alabama. He was a little guy, less than five feet tall and under 100 pounds. At an early age he was injured in an accident that left him slightly hunchbacked, but luckily didn’t hurt his ability to bend over and build tiny things.

In 1911 he was put in charge of the powerhouse at Alabama’s Saint Bernard Abbey. He spent 17 hours a day, 7 days a week, pumping oil and watching gauges. It was lonely, mind-numbing work, even for a monk. So to pass the time, Brother Joseph built little rock grottoes around tiny religious statues. His superiors at the Abbey noticed, and began selling the grottos in the gift shop. Brother Joseph later said that he made over 5,000 of them before he quit counting.
He also made miniature replicas of simple Holy Land structures, and soon had enough for an outdoor village he called “Little Jerusalem.” Again his superiors noticed, and again they had bigger ideas. “I told Abbot Bernard I was getting old and could hardly do much any more,” Brother Joseph recalled in the official Ave Maria Grotto guidebook. “But he would not listen. So I started work and had plenty to do.”

The project this time was the Ave Maria Grotto, begun in 1932 in a four-acre abandoned quarry on the Abbey grounds. Brother Joseph, despite his acknowledged age and fatigue, would eventually fill it with tons of decorative rock and around 150 elaborate structures. The Grotto is not some holy shrine that got out of control. From the start, it was conceived as an over-the-top public attraction.
Brother Joseph was shy and could not travel, so he designed his buildings mostly from pictures on tourist post cards (We were once given a rare glimpse of his well-worn post card scrapbooks). Sometimes all he had was a front view, so those buildings resemble false-front saloons in a Wild West town. He worked on his little buildings in the powerhouse during the day, then set them in the Grotto in the evening or early morning, so he wouldn’t have to interact with people.
Using only basic hand tools, Brother Joseph would shape cement into a replica building, then give it some zing with marbles, seashells, cracked dinner plates, or bicycle reflectors. Tiny-but-majestic domes were fashioned from old birdcages and toilet tank floats. Biblical sights and Roman Catholic buildings came first — the Tower of Babel, St. Peter’s in Rome — but Brother Joseph later added secular curiosities such as the Leaning Tower of Pisa and even the Mysterious Viking Tower of Rhode Island, which, according to an accompanying sign in the Grotto, was built by wayward 14th century Irish missionaries.

The little monk’s busy hands eventually turned the quarry walls into a solid architectural mass, as if a miniature biblical flood had picked up most of the world’s recognizable itty-bitty buildings and dumped them in the same hillside subdivision.
Ave Maria Grotto is one of those attractions where it’s difficult to take a bad picture. Visitors follow a winding trail down to the quarry floor and then a less forgiving path up and out to the gift shop. The elderly and the overweight don’t realize that they’re in for a real workout on a hot Alabama afternoon. Strung along the trail are some of Brother Joseph’s less-religious creations, such as a “Castle of the Fairies” with a subterranean dragon, a memorial to Abbey school graduates killed in World War II, and even a miniature reproduction of the infamous Saint Bernard powerhouse. On the way out, Brother Joseph’s work is augmented by additions from long-serving (1963-2014) Grotto handyman Leo Schwaiger, whose creations include a miniature Great Wall of China and a crosswalk for chipmunks.
Brother Joseph died in 1961, although he remains in the Grotto as a life-size bronze statue dedicated in 2009 (He stands next to one of his miniature buildings to show how tiny he was). Despite a lifetime of labor and frail health, Brother Joseph worked on Ave Maria Grotto until he was 80. As he says in the official guidebook, in what sounds like weary amazement, “I never dreamed I would get so old.”

The Alabama Tour: Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament

This was not on my original itinerary. I simply saw a sign on the road and followed it–about 20 miles off the main highway. I make it a rule when on a roadtrip: If I see something interesting, I just pull over. Besides, I had the extreme luxury of an open schedule and no rush. The compound is huge and nestled in the farmlands of central Alabama. The Shrine of the Most Blessed Sacrament was nearly deserted, but arriving at dusk gave me some lovely photos.Though all the information indicates it is open to all faiths, it is clearly for all Christian faiths. Roadside Attractions says:

The Most Blessed Sacrament is a large Catholic shrine in the middle of the Alabama countryside. Newly built to model much older churches in Europe, the shrine is beautiful but tends to feel like a religious Epcot. Also has a Shroud of Turin exhibit, a replica of the Lourdes grotto in France, and a gift shop inside a castle.

Merry Christmas from Huntsville

I am spending about a month in the USA, mostly staying with my dear friend, Jeannie. If you’ve not visited the city, you should. Here are some photos of things we’ve enjoyed during my stay here.

The Huntsville Botanical Garden Festival of Lights:

The Tinsel Trail, Festival of Trees in downtown Huntsville

Other highlights include a stop at Lowe Mills, a repurposed former factory, now with many local artisans.

Jeannie and me (I’m wearing my cashmere wrap I bought in Nepal!)
Lowe Mills ART

We made another stop at Burritt on the Mountain.

The view from Burritt on the Mountain, Huntsville, in October 2017

We also LOVED the Huntsville Museum of Art with two special exhibits, including a Norman Rockwell exhibit and Cut up / Cut out. Both were fabulous.

One of the displays in the Cup up / Cut out presentation. Many were made of paper, but there was also wood, metal and even a tire!