I haven't seen as much of the world as I'd like. But I'm glad I took the time to see what I have. Twice in my life I took time off to travel without knowing what would come next. In 1976 I decided to be the last person I knew to hadn't been to Europe. I bought my Eurorail pass and took off. Part of the money I was going to travel on was the "retirement" money from working for the Postal Service. That check got lost in the mail and I wound up in Athens, Greece without any money. As luck would have it; the youth hostel I was staying at (Netherlands Student Bureau) needed an Assistant Manager (no pay, but free board). I figured I could always go back to the States; but when would I get a chance to hang out in Athens? I also managed to travel for 3 weeks in Turkey. The Greeks and the Turks were the friendliest people I've ever met. The not so funny thing is: the Greeks and Turks hate each other. I've loved Mediterranean food ever since.

The second trip was to the United Kingdom to explore potteries during the Winter of Discontent (1978). I bicycled from London to Land's End visiting potteries including Bernard Leach's, his son David's and Michael Cardew's pottery at Wenford Bridge. Bernard Leach was no longer practicing and Cardew was in the States; but his son Seth was managing the pottery and kindly showed me around. I've fired hundreds of kilns since then; but none of the firings were like seeing Cardew's huge wood fired kiln in action. I was there late at night when they got it up to temperature. It really was like a fire breathing dragon. I was also allowed (rather casually I thought) to explore the room Michael Cardew kept his collection of favorite pots from over the years. He actually had pots made by Soji Hamada when Hamada came to St. Ives to build Leach's kiln in the early 1920's.