Month: September 2017

Huntsville, a Glimpse

I’ve been in Alabama for three weeks now and I’m still walking around wide-eyed and bushy tailed, soaking in all of the South-ness that my big little California heart can handle. I find incredible joy in the simple things: a waitress calling me ‘sugar’, a lingering firefly on the front porch, walking down the street and being greeted with a wave and a smile by every single person I pass. And I am truly grateful for all of the wonderful people that I’ve met, especially my roommates and Airplane Girl & Co. (aka her family), for welcoming me to Huntsville with such open arms.

My lovely roommate, Mononita, the smiliest girl you ever did see!

I have learned to enjoy the slowness of the South and be more open to unplanned weekends and just letting stuff happen. Back in Los Angeles I was always busy, always hustling, my weeks filled up quickly. And that’s great, don’t get me wrong, I look forward to returning to my L.A. life and hitting the ground running. But these days, when I’m not working, I spend my Sundays in coffee shops reading and writing and hours at home or in the park playing music and singing. Joys that I have always loved but never really spent the time to nurture.

Excitement here is relative. I don’t mean to say that life is dull or boring in Huntsville, but rather, I’m re-conditioning myself to enjoy life in a different way. Huntsville is not Los Angeles, and thank goodness, because I get to have an entirely new adventure here! For example, the highlight of this last week was a solo trip to Tangled String Studios in the arts district of Huntsville. I stumbled upon this guitar shop on one of my wanderings and started talking to the owner, Danny, a friendly and fascinating man. He is a retired NASA engineer and used his mechanical engineering knowledge and love for music to open a workshop where he makes guitars by hand. It’s a beautifully eclectic store – whimsical really. With twinkle lights hanging from the ceilings, tools strewn about, mismatched chairs and sofas for guests to sit in, pieces of instruments hanging from the walls, and concert posters galore. You can feel the love that has gone into the curation of this place and he opens it up regularly for intimate evening concerts. After speaking with Danny, I came back later that week to see The Mulligan Brothers, a folksy “Americana” band. I hadn’t heard of them, but they’re local to Alabama and I figured it would be a great introduction to the listening room – that’s what they call the shop/venue. I also learned what a listening room is: essentially a music venue, but very small, intimate, and without any “extra’s” like an attached bar or restaurant, so that the sole purpose of the space is to truly enjoy the musical experience. Guests can bring their own libations, curl up in a cozy armchair and just listen.

Inside Tangled String Studios.

While I sat and sipped my beer in a can, listening to the honest lyrics and joyful fiddle playing of The Mulligan Brothers I smiled to myself. I was utterly content (the beer helped). But something about the night just felt so magically Southern. It was an experience unique to my time in Huntsville that sort of captured everything that I’ve come to enjoy about the city – the warm end-of-summer night feeling, the friendly community, the magic of the shop and little gems I keep discovering. The glow of the twinkle lights were like fireflies and the stage made of plank boards almost made it feel like I was sitting in the backyard with friends at some antebellum house watching the local band play on the porch. I’ve never been anywhere like it before.

The Mulligan Brothers

A sucker for a good tour (and a history lesson) I accompanied Airplane Girl and her parents on a historic breakfast trolley tour of Huntsville. There were blueberry muffins and coffee involved. Yes. So much yes. It’s always fun to be a tourist in your own town, and neither Airplane Girl nor her parents had gone on this particular tour before, so everybody wins! We went through the historic downtown district and saw a lot of really beautiful antebellum homes – owned by such figures as John Hunt, one of the first settlers of Huntsville, and LeRoy Pope, related to the famous poet, Alexander Pope. I learned lots of fun facts like the identity of the elusive Lily Flagg. I live off of Lily Flagg Rd., there are Lily Flagg Apts, Lily Flagg Municipal Pool, a Lily Flagg Furniture store. Who IS this Lily Flagg? She must really be somebody. Well, thanks to my trolley tour, I come to find that Lily Flagg was, in fact, an award-winning dairy COW who broke the world record for butter production. We saw Lily Flagg’s owner’s house (didn’t bother to remember his name), who painted the mansion butter yellow, in honor of the cow, and was the first in the city to install electric lights in his home in preparation for the extravagant party he threw for Lily’s big win. Leave it to the South to introduce electricity to the city because of a COW. So great.

Airplane Girl & Co., my adopted Southern family with that post-tour glow!
Tallulah Bankhead was born in Huntsville! Whaddya know!

The Twickenham neighborhood in Huntsville is the largest antebellum district in Alabama and is full of beautiful, old homes. I look forward to exploring more of the streets and watching the leaves change as we creep into Fall.

Twickenham Neighborhood
One of the beautiful antebellum homes
Oh hey, another one!

I also visited Harrison Bros. Hardware, a Huntsville establishment over 100 years old. The store, still in operation, uses the original cash register and old hardware is sprinkled throughout the store amongst the newer treasures. It’s a very charming little place to wander around in.

Inside Harrison Bros. Hardware
Some old paperwork and other antiquities from the original store
Old and new
The original cash register

I’m going to New Orleans next weekend with the Atomic Cherry Bombs to perform at the Swing Dance Festival. Look forward to a post about my adventures in my favorite American city!!!

Being a goober in Big Spring Park

Until next time.

xoxo

Adventures of a Future Astronaut – Part 1: First Week in Huntsville!

So I’m working for NASA.

Just writing that gives me chills. Anyone who knows me knows that I have many dreams, but this has been a dream of mine since I knew what NASA was and since I was a little girl and used to float in my dark pool at night, staring up at the cosmos to simulate the feeling of floating in space. Well now I’m here…. In Huntsville, Alabama.

Before arriving in Huntsville, I had heard that this is the “Christian-right center of America”. I was mentally preparing myself for a huge culture shock, coming from diverse, liberal Los Angeles. Well, it’s only been a week, but so far I have been pleasantly surprised by Huntsville’s charm, beauty, livability, and friendliness. Since my arrival I was also told that Huntsville has the largest concentration of PhD’s per capita, so there’s that. This is a ROCKET TOWN. Like, these people are proud and excited about rockets. There are museums dedicated to them, parks named after astronauts, pieces of rocket engines strewn about not so different from art installations in L.A parks. Most people here either work for NASA or are engineers of some kind. It’s a funny little nerdy oasis in the middle of the Bible Belt; and there are good people here.

Just some of the rocket bits strewn about Huntsville – these are on the arsenal outside the building that I’ll be taking a  ‘Solid Rocket Propulsion Design’ course in.

But I’ll start with Airplane Girl. My connecting flight from Atlanta to Huntsville was a speedy 40 minutes. I sat down in my aisle seat and a young woman took her assigned middle seat next to me. We soon realized the window seat was most likely empty, so Airplane Girl (as she was affectionately named on our flight) assured me she would move so we could both have more room. Needless to say, no one came for that window seat, we got to chatting, and Airplane Girl never moved over. She was really my first introduction to Huntsville and I was happy to find that we had so much in common despite growing up in completely different environments. Before I knew it, Airplane Girl offered to give me a ride to my new Huntsville home so I didn’t’ have to Uber, despite the fact that her family was waiting for her at home to watch the football game. (Football is HUGE in Huntsville. Like…. So big). I would most likely never take a ride from a stranger in LA, but Airplane Girl was so friendly and we hit it off so well, I trusted her! (Famous last words, I know). Southern hospitality is real, y’all. Since that fateful plane ride, I have met Airplane Girl and her parents for dinner at none other than Cracker Barrell! ‘It’s slap yo’ momma good!’ – Airplane Girl. I have found my adopted Alabama family, and I couldn’t be happier. They really are the cutest and I’m looking forward to all of the adventures we have planned for my time here (weekend trips to Nashville, Dollywood, Chattanooga, historic trolley tours of Huntsville, train rides, home cooked Southern meals!) I’ve found my Southern sister!

My new Alabama family is so happy to feed me delicious Southern food!

Usually when I start something new, I’m overcome with almost crippling anxiety that manifests itself in stomach knots. A new job, an audition, sometimes even a new social situation will illicit inner chaos. But not this time. Somehow I knew this is where I’m supposed to be right now and it just felt exciting more than anything. This is probably one of the biggest things I’ve ever done, and I walked into NASA on Tuesday morning feeling confident and calm. This past year has been a big one of emotional learning and growth for me – I’ve learned how to manage my stress better, welcome change better, trust the universe… and myself.

I am very excited about my project so far. I will be analyzing data we receive from a probe on the ISS (International Space Station) to understand how space weather affects the electromagnetic nature of the space station, astronauts, and space shuttles. What’s cool about NASA internships is that we’re doing REAL work for real things in space. And my project is open ended. By that I mean there are unanswered questions to things that NASA doesn’t understand and they’re leaving it to an intern to take a stab at solving the problem. To quote JPL’s motto, I am here to ‘dare mighty things’.

My building aka new home for the next 14 weeks.

On my first day my mentor, Emily, took me around to meet everyone on the project. Unsurprisingly, all were exceedingly welcoming and nice. That’s the thing about NASA, it’s a family, and everywhere you go, you will feel at home and find people who are excited and willing to share their work with you and answer your questions. But it wasn’t long before I was reminded that I am indeed, in Alabama. I met one of the team leads who, in addition to working as a rocket scientist and branch director (no big deal) is a hobby farmer and storm chaser. My heart cried with happiness when I heard this. Storm chaser? Like the 1996 Helen Hunt/Bill Paxton blockbuster film, ‘Twister’?! Everyone who works at NASA is so interesting and multi-faceted. These are not your typical pocket protector computer nerds. To give you a visual, aforementioned storm-chaser/rocket scientist, has a life-size cardboard standee of a cow outside his office. It’s just wonderful.

Official!

The daily commute to the arsenal (NASA’s Marshall Space Flight Center is located on Redstone Arsenal, a U.S. army base) is beautiful, all of the buildings are surrounded by stretches of green plains, trees, and ponds. This first week has already been jam-packed with ‘stuff’. That’s the fast-paced Los Angeleno in me, but I’ve just gotta see it all! I’ve visited a ‘Super Target’, eaten at Cracker Barrel, was met with open arms by the Huntsville swing dancing scene, went to a cool bar downtown, traveled to Georgia for a 7.5 mile hike that led to a beautiful waterfall, and took a Sunday drive today after visiting the only coffee shop in town open on Sundays. It’s been a great first week.

One of the thoroughfares on the Arsenal.
Hiking in Cloudland Canyon State Park.

Cracker Barrel! I sat on one of these chairs (they’re for sale!) with Airplane Girl and chatted after devouring a delicious meal. True southern style.

Honest Coffee! The only coffee house in town open on Sunday. Guaranteed to run into someone you know here.

I’ve always been an explorer, an adventurer, seeking perspective through new cultures and experiences. I think that’s why NASA has always been so attractive to me. Space is the ultimate frontier, and NASA is full of people like me who are working to understand our universe and who get so excited about space exploration. I’ve also been trying to be more intentional about putting my own good energy out into the universe to see what it throws back at me. And I’ll tell you, the universe has dealt me a pretty good hand right now. I never thought I’d spend three and a half months in Huntsville, Alabama, but I’m looking forward to the thunderstorms, cicadas buzzing in the trees, and doing life just a little bit slower. Stay tuned.