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Colorado at the right time of year. RMAF, factory tours of Ayre, Boulder, & Jeff Roland would be on my shortlist. Plus, all the other names in audio I've yet to mention.
It could be a foreign country or a big city. Where would you go for the ultimate audiophile vacation and why?
While I get a lot of enjoyment from my audio system, I am not that wrapped up in that passtime to the point of building a vacation around it (reproduced music). That is the reason I have never traveled to NY or SF to attend one of the Stereophile listening events. Maybe I misinterpreted your concept of “the ultimate audiophile vacation.” If you meant instead a vacation to say the great music centers of Europe, now that would be something I might think about. It should be interesting to see what kind of responses you get to your “open ended” question here.
I have to admit I've been led by your graphic for the 65th anniversary of Blue Note. My choice would be the Blue Note in Osaka. I listened to Chick Corea there in 1994. I lived in Japan for six years, but haven't been back since '96. Ideally, I'd see Ego Wrappin', a really cool pop/jazz group from Osaka. If you've never heard their song "Shikisai no Blues," you might give it a try. In any case, the combination of intense memories from the past, great music, good food, wonderful wines, and a very cool place to enjoy them all makes the Blue Note my choice.
I'd go to Tahiti and visit all the high-end audio "salons." If there aren't any there, I guess I'd just have to console myself by enjoying the scenery, food, people, and activites for months. Oh well, perhaps in my dreams, or if I win the big Lotto.
Tough one. Can I request a trip to JA's or AD's house? I like both of these guys' writing and general commentary on both audio and music. If that's out of the question, then maybe just a week split between high-end audio shows, provided, of course, that I could have VIP status and hobnob with the gurus.
I really hate to travel. Flying, please, I have no desire to climb into a bus with wings. Add il- mannered adults with brats in tow and things get worse. Imprisoned at 35,000 feet with the only (temporary) escape an ill-smelling lavatory is not for me. If I stay home, I can listen to my stereo playing what I want to hear. The only reason I need to go out is to get beer wine and liquor. I can get everything else delivered right to my door. If I could get alcoholic beverages delivered also, I'd be in heaven.