How's this place work?

If you could take a little mental holiday and go to any imaginary place, where would you go?
And what would you do while you were there?

Send me a postcard, handmade or otherwise, from an imaginary location. It can be a place from a book or a movie or a piece of music, or some other world you made up. On the other side, write and tell me what you've been doing on your vacation from reality.

All postcards to be addressed to:

Soozcat
Wish I Were Here
6219 156th Ave. NE
Redmond, WA 98052
United States

I'll scan a selection of postcards and post them to the blog for all and sundry to enjoy.

Saturday, January 21, 2017

Postcard the sixty-sixth: Valentine Alley

And you thought we were done for a while. (Well, actually, I thought we were done for a while.)

But to our rescue comes the lovely and talented Gail Anderson, who provides us with a Polaroid-style snapshot of Valentine Alley circa 1973.

Gail writes:
"Dear Soozcat:
Wish that I could hop inside a time machine and go to this place. Not only does Valentine Alley look like fun, but the early 1970s were an interesting time. I couldn't really appreciate them because I was in middle school at the time."

Middle school does make it tough to appreciate a lot of things. Myself, I couldn't really appreciate the early '70s because I was learning to walk, talk, feed myself, poop through the white donut, etc., at the time. But I am curious. Anybody got a time machine Gail and I could take out for a spin this weekend? We promise not to go all A Sound of Thunder on anybody!

Monday, January 16, 2017

Postcard the sixty-fifth: Over the rainbow

Barring any latecomers, this is the final postcard in the Cal Poly SLO series.

And, fittingly enough, it comes to us from over the rainbow.

Ryan writes:
"Dear Sozcat,
Greetings from a place over the rainbow. I hope you are enjoying your life in Redmond. I hope there are many rainbows from the plentiful amount of rain in Washington. Hope you love all the cards we sent. ♥"

Ryan, I don't think you and your classmates will ever really know how much I loved receiving these cards. You were bold in coming up with so many imaginative places, and fearless in showing them to a complete stranger in a faraway city. Yes, I realize this was a class project, but you showed plenty of flair and style in completing it. Many thanks and much appreciation to you, your classmates and your instructor.

About the rain? I love it. There are many grey days here in Washington, but there is no spring tree so green as one growing against the backdrop of a grey Puget Sound sky. There are also plenty of rainbows, if you know which way to face to see them. Despite all the wonders of the many imaginary places seen here, there really is no place like home.

Thank you for writing.

Sunday, January 15, 2017

Postcard the sixty-fourth: Surf's up!

We've had all these postcards from various corners of the planet and the galaxy, but I hear many of you calling out, "HEY! WHAT ABOUT THE SURF REPORT?!"

Fear not; we gotcha covered.

Our surfing enthusiast friend writes:
"Hey Soozcat!
As you can tell the surf is up here, hopin' the mountains keep holdin' them off! Enjoying the sights and sun happening in the hopping paradise we have here! Gotta go catch some more afternoon rays and feel that salty ocean mist. Catch you later cat!
XOXO"

D'aww, cantcha just feel the love? Or maybe that's just ocean mist. In any case, thanks for writing and don't forget the sunscreen!

Saturday, January 14, 2017

Postcard the sixty-third: Floating in the moment

Every now and then, you come across a moment that sticks in your head and stays there for the rest of your life.

J. King and friends seem to have shared such a moment.

Here's the details:
"I don't remember how we got here...
All I know is that my friends and I were staring out at the ocean, when the image of what we saw slowly drifted from waves crashing against the shore of San Diego to soft clouds gliding over the city of San Luis Obispo. We were weightless, as if we were floating in the moment. It was breathtaking.
My friends from home and I may not be in the same city anymore, but that won't get in the way of the bond that we share."

Well said. Some friends are transitory, but others -- much like certain moments -- stick with you for life. Hoping you find and keep such true friends!

Friday, January 13, 2017

Postcard the sixty-second: Whalhaven

I'll be the first to admit that I'm a touch paraskevidekatriaphobic. I know, it's not the least bit logical, but there it is.

So on this Friday the 13th, I'm pleased to present a postcard that has nothing to do with luck or fate and everything to do with inspiration and perception. Oh, and also flying whales, because what else would you expect from Whalhaven?

Jasper writes:
"Dear Soozcat,
I am always inspired by the forms clouds take on every day.
Look up, look around!
INSPIRATION IS EVERYWHERE!"

This just makes me happy. I hope it makes you happy (and at least a touch inspired) too. Thanks so much, Jasper!

Thursday, January 12, 2017

Postcard the sixty-first: Luna Park

Some of you might know that, once upon a time, there was an amusement park called Luna Park in Seattle.

This... is not it. But it is pretty darned impressive all the same.

Michelle Cao writes:
"Dear Soozcat,
If you ever have the money to travel anywhere, go to the moon! It is close and right by earth! The carousel is a plus! Of course you have to provide yourself with astronaut gear. The carousel is, of course, strapped to moon so it doesn't go flying off. So no worries on riding it!"

I have to say it looks like a lot of fun. Saving my pennies now! Those astronauts may have stepped on the moon first, but they didn't get to ride the carousel, did they? Take that, Buzz Aldrin!

Thanks for writing, Michelle! (And any ideas about where I could find a discount spacesuit?)

Wednesday, January 11, 2017

Postcard the sixtieth: This is Austin, not Boston

I'd heard that the city of Austin had problems with occasional flooding...

...but this is ridiculous!

Let's see what Carrie has to say about this:
"Hello Soozcat,
I'm a first year Art & Design major at Cal Poly, San Luis Obispo. I'm from San Francisco but this image was taken from Austin, Texas. I love traveling and exploring new places. I wish one day I can find a castle as nice as this one and live there happily ever after."

Carrie, I wish you all the best. May you find a castle in Austin. (And may you also find an excellent scuba-diving instructor, because HOLY COW.) Thanks for writing!

Tuesday, January 10, 2017

Postcard the fifty-ninth: Kepler 16b

OK, I'll admit it, I have to turn in my Nerd Cred card because I have yet to see Rogue One.


This postcard, however, makes me think it's about time to get to theaters.

Our unknown friend writes:
"It has been a long trip, but I finally made it to Kepler 16b, an exoplanet in a binary star system. The landscape [is] extremely bleak and walking around in the heavy spacesuits that they made us wear is unbelievably tiring. But the two suns in sky makes me feel like I'm in a Star Wars movie! I wish you were here to see this...
Lots of love!"

Remember, people, any aspiring designer/scientist who can create and market a spacesuit that's both functional AND comfortable will stand to make a buttload of money. You saw it here first.

Thanks for writing! And enjoy standing there watching the double sunset and humming John Williams tunes!

Monday, January 9, 2017

Postcard the fifty-eighth: Banana boat

Everyone say it with me: "Hello sailor!"

And, much as in the old Zork text adventures, nothing happens here.

Fortunately we do have quite a bit of information to read on the back of the card!

Our ever patient friend -- let's just call him Ishmael -- writes:
"Dear friend,
Went out again on the lake this morning. Drifted the boat out among the reeds and waited for my old friend to show his face. One day he'll come out of the depths and the much and batle me like I deserve to be fought. But until those days come, the lake is good for me. For whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off -- then, I account it high time to get to the lake. Come join me sometime in your peach."

First, Ish (or first-ish), I shall have to find the lake in question. It is not down in any map; true places never are. But as you have tasked me, so shall I do. Thanks for writing!

Sunday, January 8, 2017

Postcard the fifty-seventh: Orca Planet

It seems the third most popular creature out there, after dragons and giant spacefaring jellyfish, is whales.

Case in point: the mysterious Orca Planet (which may or may not be Mars).

Our friend Snail, currently visiting this planetary wonder, writes:
"There is no food or water here, and I have to wear this ugly space suit, but at least I don't have to be on a planet with reality TV."

WORD.

You know, everyone complains about not having flying cars or hoverboards, but the thing I really expected from the future was a more comfortable -- nay, stylish -- space suit. How 'bout it, future?