If you could live anywhere on Planet Earth where would you choose

hana

Home is where the heart is, they tell me

Somewhere in San Francisco
On a back porch in July
Just looking up to heaven
At this crescent in the sky

>>>Time corrupts a place.

Time corrupts our perception of a place. 

As to the op question, where i was Monday at 1:21am. ;-). 

Goin' where the wind don't blow so strange
Maybe off on some high cold mountain range

As a kid, Mombasa Kenya

France, water tastes like wine, wait that is wine

An Octopuses Garden

Where ice blue roses grow, or Haight-Ashbury in the '60s.

I spent some time there back in 1975, only had 275k people back then (vs the millions today)

(Sorry about your brother, my brother was working w/ Jane Goodall in the field, when some Zaire nationalist kidnapped part of the group, my bro escaped into the jungle.  Many stories, but that led to us going to Africa)

https://stanforddaily.com/2013/04/11/op-ed-why-i-got-off-the-jane-goodal...

Wow. That Op-Ed piece really problematizes the whole Jane Goodall situation. Did you write that, Noodler?

No, I believe it was a friend of my brothers.  After the kidnapping, he said she really freaked out, was worried about her funding, didn't give a crap about the hostages...  he actually rewrote all the "wires" back to the families showing some concern (her original wires were void of that).  

One of the kidnappees was wearing my brothers coat.  When he got it back, there was a very tiny deck of playing cards in one of the pockets, during the 76 olympics, we put it back together again, turns out it was one of the ransom notes from the family to the kidnapers, with money details for their demands.            

My brother went to Stanford in 72- 76, I got to visit that high walled prison for the chimps... all they did was masturbate, and throw feces at any spectators that showed up...  might as well have been runningn for public office! 

Well, as someone who has had a huge crush on Jane Goodall since I was a kid, that piece and your accompanying anecdotes were really difficult to read. I'm not disputing any of the things you said, or the things mentioned in the Op-Ed; I imagine they're true. I'm just having a hard time reconciling them with the image I've carried of Goodall for most of my life.

But then again, I had a hard time believing that Jerry was using heroin for the longest time too.

"Never meet your heroes". 

I was always a huge fan, while accepting her flaws...   but for an extra bonus, we were at Entebbe airport in Uganda prior to the "Raid on Entebbe", helped bring world politics home for sure!  

> helped bring world politics home for sure!

I had one of those. Right after I graduated from high school, I spent the summer of 1978 as an exchange student living with a family in northern Iran in a small town on the Caspian Sea.

When I first arrived there, everybody wanted to meet the American just so they could tell me how much they loved the USA, and a lot of the folks I met asked me if I could send them Levi's jeans after I got back to the States. That all changed on the 19th of August when a bunch of Muslim extremists chained the doors shut on a movie theater in Tehran, doused the place with airplane fuel, and ignited it. The cinema was seen by them as a symbol of Western decadence. The next day, the Shah declared martial law, but that was the beginning of the end for him.

Looking back at that time, I'm reminded of something that had happened earlier that summer when my host brother and I walked into town one day to run some errands. I was wearing my usual cut-off jeans and a t-shirt, and at one point I suddenly found myself in the midst of a bunch of very angry men shouting at me in Persian, which I didn't speak because nobody wanted to teach me; they all wanted to learn English instead.

Just when things started getting really strange and I suspected I might be in trouble, I felt a hand grab my arm. It was my host brother, Mustafa, and he was dragging me away from the crowd. Once we got home, Mustafa told my host parents about what had happened. My host father got very agitated and spoke sternly to Mustafa in Persian, then pointed at me.

Mustafa told me Baba said I could never wear cut-offs in town again. I asked him why, and he answered that those bad men in town thought what I was wearing would offend Allah.

Speaking of cut-offs, when I was wearing them in Ft Lauderdale while visiting my Uncle in the later 90's some friends of his were also visiting from SoCA and they said to me,  "only gay guys wear cut-offs out by us." I was and still am unsure of that - anyone here have any associated input/feedback to refute/confirm that?

^^I did, however, immediately think of Weir though. LOL

In a yellow submarine

They say the ideal climate is the highland cloud forests in the tropics.  Never too hot and never too cold.   

Personally, I have traveled to all 50 states and dozens of countries and am pretty happy where I am.  Could see the Oregon Coast or San Juan Islands someday and there is still a whole lot of world to see, but so far this town, while not perfect by any means, offers the right balance of cultural amenities, progressive politics, work opportunities, and access to some of the best natural areas this country has to offer. 

Home is where the heart is>>>>>>>>>On the bus

Big Island in the winter, Kenai Peninsula in the summer.

I want & will be Right Cheer - in San Francisco.

On top of a hill.

Not sure. Possibly in the sticks of SW Colorado, still close to southern Utah. Or Costa Rica, maybe. Heard Uruguay is nice. Love Kauai, but so isolated and expensive. Definitely looking to leave Salt Lake. 

Green land

Two places that keep coming to mind for me are Bishop, CA, and Grand Junction, CO. Not in town though, but not completely remote either.