Notes:
- Nap box via Bloomberg Close, July 15, 2022. Absolutely not for me. Like a Flamingo? Ha!
- Pink Flamingo’s sleeping, Camargue, Provence, France by Frank Eiffert, via Unsplash.
Tag: claustrophobia
Let’s Go Costco!
Opening day at Costco’s Shanghai store, its first in China, on Tuesday; many shoppers were there for good prices on familiar U.S. brands. The crush forced Costco to shut its doors just after 1 p.m., eight hours earlier than scheduled. A phalanx of police and security guards blocked people from entering, and some were still trying to get in as a light rain began falling at dusk. (There was a) two hour traffic snarl near the store before midday. Other shoppers said they encountered elbowing for sale items, long checkout lines and a 20-minute wait for the toilet. (Source: wsj.com, August 27, 2019)
Let’s Go Swimming (In Suining)
More than 6,000 people pour into the swimming pool at the Dead Sea tourist resort to avoid summer heat in Suining, China. See more photos and back story here: Chinese Tourists REALLY Love Their Swimming Pool At The ‘Daying Dead Sea’
Photo Source: wsj.com
Riding Metro North. With Leaner.
The mercury tipped 27° F.
It’s the fifth day of Spring. Spring. Right.
It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade. (Dickens)
The only thing Dickens got right in this passage was the book title: Great Expectations, and mine for the weather.
It was one of those March days when the sun doesn’t shine at all and the wind blows cold: when it is winter in the light, it is winter in the dark and it is winter in the shade. (DK)
It’s 5:45 am. I’m standing on the platform with a handful of others. The remaining commuters wait for the 5:57 train in the warming station.
But not me. No Sir. I refuse to cede my place at the front of the not-yet-formed line. Close to memory are my last two rides — unable to find a seat, I stood the entire 55 minute ride. Technical correction: there was an unwillingness, a steadfast refusal to sit in the middle seat. Just not an option. I need my space.
I board the train. I’m the first on, my wait paying off. I find an empty two-seater and sit next to the window. I settle in and start into the morning papers. The warm air from a vent caresses my feet and legs. It’s going to be a good day. Continue reading “Riding Metro North. With Leaner.”
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