Showing posts with label Travels. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Travels. Show all posts

Monday, December 28, 2009

Ramblings of Travelings

The holiday has been wonderful so far. Full of Christmas traditions and restfulness, both very important things.

At one point in the last two weeks, we went to see Fantastic Mr. Fox. And I have to say, I really enjoyed the movie. Jason Schwartzman as Ash was by far my favorite character and I thought Wes Anderson and the artists did an excellent job of capturing Roald Dahl's novel in a very beautiful, furry way.

Now, my parents and I are relaxing in the Cape Codder Resort in Hyannis, MA. We arrived around 4 pm and went to the Resort's restaurant for some eats. During my dinner, I mistakenly thought my father flicked me off only to look across the table to see my mother flicking me off (just to indicate which finger her middle one was apparently). Nevertheless, it was funny because as my mother mentioned, "it was my first time to ever do that." And good thing it was with family.

Sunday, December 13, 2009

Traveling


I arrived in Connecticut last night fairly late, around 10 pm. And prior to that my day was full of travelings. Now to my extensive knowledge of all things traveling (not really), I know that the word travel comes from travail.


Merriam Webster defines travail as: Work especially of a painful or laborious nature.

Thankfully my travels yesterday were not so much like this, they were actually quite pleasant. And I read something very amusing in the Cincinnati airport women's restroom. Over the automatic faucets it said:

Automatic Faucets:

Approach sink to turn on

Faucet will shut off automatically

Dark clothing may not activate sensor
Now, I don't know why I thought this was so funny, but I started laughing so hard! Unfortunately, I was the only one in the room so I could not share my musings with anyone. But just think about it: What would I have done if I were wearing dark clothing? How could I have EVER washed my hands in that restroom. I would probably die there, unable to move until I washed my hands, afraid of going out into the world and catching the H1N1 or another horrible disease. My life would have ended so differently... and that would have been me "travailing."
That's why you should always wear a lot of color when traveling.