I’ve heard more (good, mostly American) jazz as background music in shops and cafes over the last three months in Japan than the previous fifty years in the US and UK.

Seen earlier on a slide:

We are in the Golden Age of Theoretical Particle Physics, free from any experimental hints that would restrict free thinking.

Hmmmm… I see some possible problems with this approach.

The bars weren’t open this morning
They must’ve been voting for a new president or something

Honest to goodness, the tears have been falling
All over this country’s face
It was better before, before they voted for What’s-His-Name
This was supposed to be the new world

X, “The New World” (1983)

I’ve arrived at QUP (full name: International Center for Quantum-field Measurement Systems for Studies of the Universe and Particles) at the KEK lab in Tsukuba, Japan, for the start of my sabbatical. I’ll be here through December.

Travelling in Japan as Typhoon no. 10 (Shanshan) approaches. We were staying near a town, Beppu, and received an emergency alert recommending the evacuation of the elderly. At only 58, I was instead able to leave on my own terms.

After years of planning, we’re in Japan, where I’ll be travelling to the KEK lab in Tsukuba in a couple of weeks, for the official start of my sabbatical.

We’re on a supposedly fast (tourist-filled) boat from Gili islands to Sanur on Bali. Rough water, and engine has cut out nine or ten times so far. 🤞 (Update: we made it — late, fume-sodden and queasy…)

Today’s travel highlights include drinking Indonesian civet coffee at Kopi Loewak Mataram and choreographed dancing to Carl Douglas’ “Kung Fu Fighting” with a group of Malaysian tourists at the Borobudur Buddhist Temple in Java (as one does).

Remember, not everyone has the same cultural background: Today, I explained that I was going on “sabbatical” to my Chinese grad student. Which, of course, required discussing the sabbath, and then the Bible, the Abrahamic religions, the book of Genesis, and the 10 commandments…

An unanticipated downside of large British electrical plugs is that a slug can crawl up inside and electrocute itself, as I have just learned from experience. Do not ask about the sizzling and crackling noise.