Events + Festivals
The streets of Reno, Nevada, resembled the final scenes of a Quentin Tarantino bloodfest this weekend by the time the local fire department arrived to hose down the squishy red residue of 50,000 pounds of squashed tomatoes left clinging to the sidewalks and shopfronts of the Biggest Little City in the World. More than 5,000 people wound up their pitching arms on Saturday to hurl tomatoes at one another and at city officials in what is being called the largest food fight in North America, La Tomatina.
With the Labor Day holiday arriving a little later this year, the summer seems a bit longer. I don’t know anyone who isn't grateful. While many festivals finish their seasons in August, a few extend into the warm weeks of September. And this summer has brought some remarkable exhibitions, worldwide. There are only a few weeks to catch them, but any of them will refresh, provide a cultural charge, and give your imagination a boost—just in time for fall. Here are my picks:
Basel, Switzerland. "Vincent van Gogh, Between Earth and
Heaven: The Landscapes" at the Kunstmuseum Basel (through September
27). In his intense short
career, Van Gogh produced some 70 landscape paintings, depicting scenes
in Holland, southern, and northern France. They are gathered in Basel
for a landmark show, drawn from public and private collections as far
as Hawaii and Japan, some lent for the first time. Because of their
fragile state, some canvases may not travel again. That's why you
You can’t quite prepare yourself for the amazing sight of thousands of salmon heading upstream to spawn. That’s because they do not travel, la di da, to their spawning spot. They fight for it.
I observed this natural show this week in Ketchikan, Alaska, a historic town of about 8,000 people, and a popular cruise port on the Inside Passage. (I arrived in town on a Royal Caribbean ship.)
While most don’t want to think about the end of summer, the Finns are celebrating with crayfish and schnapps. From now through October, hotels, tour groups, and restaurants are celebrating huge hauls of crayfish in this singular Finnish tradition. (Finland's crayfish celebrations began in the early 1900's, when monied Swedish and Russian jetsetters took to feasting on the succulant shelfish while visitng Finnish seaside resorts.)
As T+L's resident tennis guru, I feel compelled to blog that now is a great time to get US Open tickets. It's a month away!
The only grand-slam tennis tournament to be played at night under the lights, (despite Wimbledon's fancy new roof), New York City's tennis event is filled with lots of amazing distractions during the day in a beautiful venue, but really gets going after dark—just like the city itself. Here, an unscientific list of reasons to get your tickets now, before they sell out:
10. Tickets to both day and evening sessions are affordable, starting at $48
9. Thanks to some new budget hotels, staying in New York is now affordable, too
8. This is world class tennis (look for a Federer-Nadal nail-biter in the final)
7. Daytime tickets are still available for sections 301-304 of Arthur Ashe Stadium. (These coveted seats are in the shade during the whole day session.)
6. One of the many perks for Amex cardholders is a free loan of a nifty hand-held "Vision" TV monitor that streams all the matches in play, with live commentary. It's awesome. (Disclosure: Travel + Leisure is owned by American Express.)
5. Hometown hero John McEnroe is in the house.
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Photos courtesy of Whitney Lawson.
One night after a mind-blowing dinner at El Bulli last week I caught the opening stand of the new U2 tour in Barcelona.. The show was astonishing, the crowd and the venue equally so. Read my full report here.
BOY, do I want to do this.
Five days in August in Camden, Maine, in the company of 20 fellow foodies and four guest chefs, for a sort of locavore Olympics: lobster-trapping, oyster-shucking, mussel-hunting, trout-smoking, sausage-making, mozzarella-crafting, blueberry-picking, pie-making, whiskey-distilling, ale-brewing—even pig-butchering, under the tutelage of the extremely cool Tom Mylan from Brooklyn’s Marlow & Daughters. All that, plus a lobster bake and dinner at Francine Bistro with the fantastic Brian Hill?
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Confession: When I first heard about Luminato three years ago, I thought—for a moment—about canceling plans to go a friend’s wedding to attend the first year of the ridiculously ambitious Toronto arts festival. With literally hundreds of artists slated to participate, I was, to put it mildly, giddy over its utopian vision of arts, community, and urban renewal. It felt big and historic, and I wanted to be there in person for the event’s debut.
Luminato 2009 (June 5 - June 14) looks to be just as electrifying, with a dizzying line-up that includes the world’s largest guitar ensemble, the Canadian Tenors, family dance parties, tastings from top Toronto chefs, public art pranksters, and a closing celebration from Canada’s-own Cirque du Soleil . Most events are free to the public.
What do you do on a too-beautiful-to-believe summer day in New York City?Head to Governors Island to watch HRH Prince Henry of Wales (Prince Harry to you and me) play polo, of course. This past Saturday, May 30, I was lucky enough to have been the guest of Frits van Paasschen, President and CEO of Starwood Hotels & Resorts and St. Regis New York’s brand new British General Manager, Paul Nash, at the star-studded charity event.
Just a few of the celebs who turned out to see the Prince go head to head with smoldering Argentine polo phenom Nacho Figueras: A fedora-clad Madonna (with sons David and Rocco, the later sporting a mohawk), Kate Hudson, Chloe Sevigny (in creamy Chloe), LL Cool J (in a handsome brown Kangol for his first-ever polo match), model Alek Wek (wearing a canary yellow frock and a coordinating orange cast on her wrist), designers Marc Jacobs and Donna Karan, and my Today Show pal Matt Lauer. St. Regis New York sweetened an already memorable day by serving its classic Afternoon Tea, courtesy of Adour pastry chef Sandro Micheli, just as Prince Harry claimed the winner’s trophy.
See my behind-the-scenes slideshow.
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Photo by Susan Naci
This Saturday marks the 135th Kentucky Derby. Even if you’re not a gambler (admittedly, I am), it’s still a thrill to witness "the most exciting two minutes in sports" first hand; the thoroughbred horse race is, without a doubt, something to experience at least once in your lifetime. At least this was the feeling my best friend Molly and I (below) had when we gassed up her car a few years ago and drove, on a whim, nearly 800 miles from New York City to Louisville, Kentucky’s famous racetrack Churchill Downs, with big hats resting on the back seat (I mean, where else could we wear them?).
Louisville goes crazy in the two weeks leading up to the Big Race, but on Derby Day, an insanely eclectic party takes to the streets, with everyone becoming fast friends: Think women in heels and hats walking with shirtless men in jean shorts, and residents offering up curb-side barbecue and their lawns for parking.
Churchill Downs itself looks like a half-eaten wedding cake, with the largest tier and crowd on the bottom. The best views and most expensive seats, however, are in highest tier, a.k.a. “Millionaires Row,” where high-flyers sip the official drink of the Kentucky Derby—the “Early Times Mint Julep.” And then there’s the infield. Often compared to Bourbon Street during Marti Gras, 80,000 people convene on Derby day in the 40-acre grassy area inside the track. Molly and I had wanted to see it, but a woman from L.A. warned, "There are things in there you can't imagine.”
This year on Derby Day, there will be 13 races, but the one everyone comes to see is the 11th race of the day, dubbed “Run for the Roses” (for the blanket of 400 red roses that will be placed on winning horse). Even if you don’t want to bet on every race, there's never a dull moment. The outfits alone are worth going to see—women parade their hats, circling each other like thoroughbreds in the paddock.
Before the race, the anticipation is palpable. Horses are paraded one final time in case there are any last-minute bets, but before you know it, they’re off. The only sound faster than the hooves is the clicking of the cameras. When I was there, I remember someone shouting "The Grand Canyon and the pyramids got nothing on this."
Last-minute Derby enthusiasts need not drive, though; round-trip flights to Louisville are going for around $500 from New York, $522 from Los Angeles, and $462 from Chicago. The Visitors Bureau even has a list of hotel rooms still available for the coming weekend.
This year I’ll be placing my bets at the OTB, but tickets are still available and can be purchased starting at $40. As a general rule, I pick the horse whose name I like the best—this year I think I’ll go for “Mr. Hot Stuff.”
Jennifer Bain is a online editorial freelancer at Travel + Leisure.