Real Music & Real Estate . . .

Yiddishe Cup’s bandleader, Bert Stratton, is Klezmer Guy.
 

He knows about the band biz and – check this out – the real estate biz, too.
 

You may not care about the real estate biz. Hey, you may not care about the band biz. (See you.)
 

This is a blog with a gamy twist. It features tenants with snakes and skunks, and musicians with smoked fish in their pockets.
 

Stratton has written op-eds for the Wall Street Journal, New York Times and Washington Post.


 
 

MISADVENTURE TRAVELING

by Bert Stratton

I blame my cousin Brian. He’s a 59-year-old mountain biker who posts Facebook clips of himself biking over streams and rocks. So I tried mountain biking in Mexico. There are no laws there. You can do whatever you want. I did off-road level-3 stuff, and I wound up on my side. I bruised my ribs. Not broken, not fractured. Just bruised. Or at least I think so. I’m not going to get an X-ray to find out. I can breathe. It’s a little hard to play clarinet, but I can do it. I think I’ll be OK in a month or so.

I’m through with misadventure traveling. I need to remember that. I shouted “I fell, Teddy!” but my son was far ahead of me, as was the guide. Mexico — do your own thing. Also, I couldn’t yell too loudly because I had the wind  knocked out of me. It could have been worse, yes, I know. I was wearing a puffy-down jacket, which made for good padding.

My cousin Brian is a daredevil. I’ve never been a daredevil. Also, Brian is 10 years younger than me. I should cool it. I will. No more white-water rafting, zip-lining, mountain biking, moped rental, scuba, or horseback riding. In fact I’m not getting out of bed again, on purpose.

Sneezing is the worst (for sore ribs). You know what I’m talking about.

P.S. No sympathy cards, please. I’m 90 percent better.

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5 comments

1 Mark Schilling { 01.22.20 at 9:12 am }

I sneezed after breaking three ribs on GOBA in 2011. I very nearly never took another breath. They didn’t tell me that at the ER.

2 Kenneth Goldberg { 01.22.20 at 9:15 am }

As for the thrill of rafting, just see “A River Runs Through It,” if you haven’t already, or see it again.

3 Bill Katz { 01.22.20 at 9:59 am }

While my younger brother Brian is known for his take-no-prisoners approach to mt biking, he’s nonetheless not accountable for exciting others beyond their limitations. I realized that imagining somehow that if he could snowboard, so could I.

4 Charlie B { 01.22.20 at 11:48 am }

Gnarly, dude. Take it to the edge. Isn’t challenging yourself what makes life the adventure it is? Don’t look back so quickly. The route to that rocking chair is a one-way trip.

5 Brian Kent { 02.05.20 at 2:55 pm }

I’ve never thought of myself as a “daredevil”. Riding bikes off cliffs requires some faith, trust in equipment, and calculation of risk, but one should do the calculating quickly.

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