April 5, 2014: San Juan Capistrano with Alex
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Alex is a high school friend who also shows up in a February blog post.
At San Juan Capistrano Mission, I missed Kevin's dad, Russ, so badly I got all sniffly. (He passed in June, 2013.) Russ led us on a tour of 5 missions together in one day several years ago, Soledad, San Miguel, San Antonio, San Juan Batista and Soledad. I've also been to the missions of Carmel-by-the-Sea, San Francisco, and Sonoma. Remarkably, I have never been to San Rafael Mission in Marin, even though I pass it every couple weeks.
In any case, Kevin's dad was very supportive of my interest in the missions, and bought me some great books about them that I treasure.
He was also a photographer, so hopefully these photos would do him proud!
One beef I have about the missions, as beautiful as they are and as historically rich as they are: The attached museums and the bookstores completely and intentionally gloss over / ignore / wipe out the Native American perspective of what happened. The Spanish Catholic church launched a wholesale crusade against them. They knocked down the equal status of the women, enslaved the men, made people convert or they killed them. Tons o' genocide. And all the attention the missions pay to this is to have cemeteries full of Ohlone with plaques. I almost wretched when I saw a statue at San Juan Capistrano of a Native American man in humble supplication at the foot of a friar. REEEEEAAAAALLY? Holy propaganda.
But aside from that little historical oversight, the missions are artistically amazing, each a day's horse journey from the next (about 30 miles). There are 21 Spanish missions from San Diego to Sonoma.
Below is a mix of pretty tourist photos and "data" photos for the cultural heritage and architecture aficionados in my circle.
I captured this because it was the biggest chard I ever did see!
Pretty much up to my thighs!
