The year was 1591. I would go to the deck of Sir Richard Grenville's ship, "The Revenge," to see what really happened when he tried to take on the whole armada on his own. "The Revenge" was to fight the Spanish near the Azores to capture treasure ships. I feel that Grenville was either a mad man or a genius. I would like to think he was the kind of guy that would not run from a fight.
I would travel in time to the 50's, probably California. I'm not sure. Times were much simpler then, says my mom. Less drugs, crime, stress. I'd have a hot rod and drag race on the strip.
I would go back to when I was little, actually, so I could have more memories of my dad. I was born in '75 and he died in January of '87. So, I'd go back into about age 10. I'd want to remember our talks and when he used to visit. The happy times when he had me at weekends. I'd do the same, but I wish I was mature enough to understand his problem and be prepared like everyone else was about his death. No one tells an 11 year old . Just the drives from his town to mine, and talking in the car, his humor. Like puffing on a french fry jokingly. Smoking killed him - what I am trying to quit now. I wish i had more photos of him and in '87 by accident all pics were lost but five.
Ok, hmmmmm ... I would go to 1970 becaues the No.1 hippie scene was still in. No. 2, great music. No. 3 a lot of people had really cool lawn knomes I could steal. Mmmmm ... New Paltz, NY or San Fransisco. I would also go back to Woodstock, 1969 I believe. Ok. 1969 and stay until 1970 and then go back. Ha! ( I definitely wasn't paying close attention for this young lady's response. She managed to pull off three trips without an objection from me. And no, it wasn't because of the "lawn knomes" reference. : )
216 BC. I'd like to see would be "The Battle of Cannae," during the second Punic War, one of the most famous battles in the ancient world. An example of an outnumbered force defeating a larger Roman force. It was a perfect battle.
New York, 1976, birthplace of some of the most amazing American punk rock and rock and roll music ever written, and I'd catch every show at CBGB's. It's a famous club in NYC. Well, I'd go to the show where "The Ramones, The Talking Heads, Blondie and the New York Dolls" headlined. Then again it might also be cool to see "Queen" play Wembly Stadium.
...the answer to your question is that I would go back to my childhood, say, about age 6 or 7, about 1980, California. Cuz it's the only happy time I remember with my Daddy. He's gone now, and my mom, disappeared too. Life is happy now, but still I wish that they had a grandchild, and I wish that grandchild could know them. *wish they could see her* So, thats what I'd do in your Delorean, and yeah, I know it sounds selfish.
I would go back to the not-so-far-away past about 15-18 years ago, Ohio so I could know my mother when she was younger, still with my father, and not on drugs ... not much of an answer, just has personal meaning I suppose. Well, ever since I knew my mother she was on drugs and everyone tells me how great she used to be. I just would want to go back and know her when she was nice and not drugged up on heroin and still had a heart cause it seems she doesn't anymore.
1979. I lived in Texas. Back to when I was a kid cause of not having any adult responsibilities. Bills,and being responsible for kids instead of helping raise my younger brother. I would enjoy my childhood. My mother worked 2 jobs. She was divorced. My father lived in another state and from the years of 6 -14. I didnt have much to do with him. Now, if I could change that I would cause now he's gone. I was 10 back then. I'd travel to far away places like Hawaii, Jamaica, England, and
Australia.
Hawaii!!! Mid to late 1800's. Ok...in that case ... back to the days of corsettes and wagon trains, dance with the natives, wrestle pigs. Why? I enjoy the attitude of the style of clothing and adornments as well. It's natural, it's real, it's warm, it's nurturing. Beautiful skies, swim with the fish, feel the cool trade wind breezes. I would thank the island spirits for the blessings I received in coming here. Nature at
it's best. Would find my special place of connection. Would learn to feel the spirit of the land, and it's people. The only real hula today stays with the natives.
Well, of all the things I could say, this is the one I think I like the most: Hungary in the the 30s and 40s so I could get an idea of what it was like for my grandmother growing up there. Well, she was born there and lived there until she was about 18, and it was during World War II. I've never really spoken to her about her childhood, so I'd like to know what it was like trying to live your life day to day while there was this tedious war going on.
France 1890 to cook with Auguste Escoffier. He was the creator of modern french food and restaurant line cooking. I'm a chef. Well, I would just watch and learn ... maybe a soup or just learn how the master makes a perfect burre rouge ... maybe confit or saucissons foie-gras.
New York. I would go back in time to August 13, 2003, on the wings of the dragonfly who came to my garden the next morning, to help, if I could help my sweet, sweet friends and their only son. If I could I would travel to gather them together, the three, so they could be with each other to talk. My friends' son, took a walk on a freight train line in the early hours of August 14, and was struck and killed.
I would return to November of '82, 7 months before the birth of our first child and with careful precision I'd throw away every single baby book in the house, but especially the one that said "let him cry." Now, our first born was a screamer and he had a scream that could blow you right through the wall. Demon possession actually came to mind and it soon became a cosmic proportioned battle of wills ... his and mine ... and I knew I must win. I can remember that he'd get so mad that he'd "hover" a couple inches above the bed in pure gravity defying rage, so ... "let him cry" sounded not only logical to me, but poetic, like some twisted "baby justice." I think that I would have simply picked him up on his cue if I hadn't believed that bit of advice from that supposed "authority" on newborn babies. Of course I'd prefer to blame it on sleep deprivation and hormonal insanity ... but it was just such ridiculous advice! He was a BABY! No one should cry into the void when people who are supposed to care are in arm's reach, ESPECIALLY for such a stupid reason as, "Buck up baby, you're in my world, and you need to adjust." It was a cold hearted, compassionless bad attitude. It wasn't good for his soul, and it wasn't good for mine either. Availability turns out to be a virtue not a vice. duh. My children suffered that I might be blessed with that simple insight. I've suffered with the knowledge that I made them suffer. Somehow, I've concluded that the suffering was/is part of my formula for enlightenment. lol.
Roswell, New Mexico, June 1947, Mac Brazel's ranch ... just get to the site before the goverment to see if it's real. I would bring back a beam with purple glyphs on it. No speicial reason. It just interests me. Perhaps to try to decifer the code.
For a trip with in a Delorian I would go back in time. I would look for Adam and Eve to confirm my thoughts relative to them that they were spiritual beings as first created and only after leaving the Garden were they put into already existing physical bodies. Probably because I don't know of anyone else who has thought of it that way. That would be sufficient in itself. Think where you might be if they had not "disobeyed." You might still be in the "cow's horn." : )
Ok probably May, 1974. I'd start in Alabama and end in Palm Beach, Florida. I'd change a couple of things that happened in my life that would impact some choices I made in the future. My ultimate aim would be to change an event that occurred in April 1984. Someone I knew died before his time and I think I could have prevented it if I hadn't been bogged down with my own past choices.
I would go back to 1970, Niagra Falls, Canada when my family was all together and grandparents were still a living element in our lives ... a time when family values and quality time shared created a close and warm family life ... sharing holidays and festivities that included everyone in our family life... Neighbors, cousins, relatives... backyard BB-Q's, Thanksgiving dinner, pool parties, etc ... family reunion of '77.
The roaring 20's, New York. I guess it's because of the party atmosphere ... not that Im a real party girl. It was before the depression and between 2 monster wars. Because of the great influence of the flapper era and big bands, it would have been with that flavor. My music carreer in the 20's and 30's would have made history. I could have sped things up a bit. I know music theory. I know why people get up and dance ... why they have a favorite song. They do this w/o knowing why. Music is an international language. I would have been able to draw the crowds from the combination of chords they would have listened to from me.
I would go back in the history of Russia to the time of Catherine the Great. Well, it was a time of great art. The Russian art history is one that is least know, since travel to Russia has only been open a few years, in respect to the other countries. I have seen only a bit of Russian history, and have read what is available. It is a mystery for most of us, unlike China which has been revealed to the world in a much greater sense.
Into the past to kill the people who wrote the Bible, around 200 AD. Constantanople is where they wrote the Bible, I think. Well I think that is where they compiled the books.
The UK, 1980. I would go back to when my children were young because it was the happiest time of my life. I love children, love playing with them cuddling and my parents were alive it was a fun happy time and I was much younger prettier and slimmer!!
El Paso, Texas, Sunland Mall, June, 1998. My sister and I are on second floor finsihed shopping, getting ready to go down the escalator. We stop, notice some wine glasses, notice the price, get appalled by the price and step onto the escalator to go to bottom floor. We are facing each other on the escalator, talking. We never look to see what is happening as we step off the escalator. As we turn to walk we realize we are on the top floor right where we originally started the first step to go down the escalator. We walk around the escalator to see if there is anyway we could had unknowingly got back on the "up" escalator to the "down" escalator. But this is impossible to do without paying attention to where we are walking. We was confused, scared and stunned because I want to see what happened in bewteen the seconds mostly. I wonder if we was in a different dimension, space or time. I would try to pay attention to what is happening and if i still didn't realize I'd ask to see the video camera. This area is by the Rosewell connection. I found this out after this happened. A lot of weird things happen around a 100 mile area.
Oh ... well, in that case...it would be Oct.25, 1951, Paterson, NJ. ;) I wouldn't go back to change anything, just to observe. I think, my parent's wedding ... as by the time I was an adult, most of the relatives had passed away and I'd love to have been able to meet some of them. The wedding was a time when everyone was present ... and on a happy occasion. I think I could get alot of forgotten family history.
I'd travel back and meet Socrates a while before his trial. He was such a great teacher, he made people teach themselves in a wonderful way. I guess after learning all I could from him and trying to teach him a thing or two I'd wander off into the ancient world and join an ancient tribe, and live what I believe to be the peaceful life.
1520, Colonge, Germany. I'd like to visit Heinrich Agrippa. He practiced medicine, magic, astrology and alchemy among other esoteric arts. I'd ask him how he and other priviledged persons where able to not only practice such arts, but to also author manuscipts about spiritual and demonic magic, alchemy, etc. while the European Witch Craze ensued and why he was not persecuted while other suspected practioners and the innocent were murdered in the hundreds of thousands. I'd like to know if he publicly denounced the witch hunts and the inquisitions.
I would go back to the time of mid 1400's, France to pay homage to Joan of Arc, and curse the fools that lit the match that ended her warrioress life. Oh wait ...don't think they had matches back then. Torch is the word, I believe. I would do this right before Christmas just in case I never came back. I hate Christmas.
Mmm.... I'd go back to 1625, France to see the heydays of the Musketeers, but also to get $100.00 drawing interest in my name til the present day : ) It's kind of a cue from Anne Rice - all here Vampire characters are fabulously rich because they put back money hundreds of years ago, and it's worth a lot more now. $100.00 plus 400 years ago would probably be worth in the tens of thousands now.
Hmmmm ...1958, Malibu? Uh, well, maybe go back and try to get with Marilyn Monroe! Heh heh. Try to keep her from making mistakes with the Kennedy boys and make some mistakes with me!
I'll go North Dakota, 1869 to a horse ranch ... along a river. I'd definitely want to go to a simpler time. Just someplace quite and open for some peace. But Id have to bring a toliet bowl with me cause I can't go in an outhouse.
