Random observations from the journey

[drwex]

We finally made our long-delayed trip to Rhinebeck Aerodrome. This was something I remembered fondly from my childhood and have wanted to take the kids to see. They enjoyed it. We also visited Howe Caverns, something from Pygment's childhood and that went better than expected.

Observations:
- most of the world is Not Like Us, but you can sometimes find Us in the least expected places.
- I used to think I hated driving; I'm now starting to realize that what I dislike is other drivers. Having long stretches of empty road to myself is reasonably pleasant.
- just because it's blue collar doesn't mean it's low-class.
- reading books on photography makes me itch to have the camera in my hand. I may need a bigger memory card for it, too.

More later, I expect.

Comments

[tigira.livejournal.com]

most of the world is Not Like Us, but you can sometimes find Us in the least expected places

It's always amusing when that happens. I feel like I have an automatic co-conspirator, and things become even more fun.

t because it's blue collar doesn't mean it's low-class.

YES! I know many people who never get this, and treat others badly as a result. (Though the "treat others badly" isn't always a result).

[caulay.livejournal.com]

what I dislike is other drivers

I could have told you that, having been a passenger to your driving.

And yes, hell is other drivers.

[chienne-folle.livejournal.com]

Norman and I went to Howe Caverns back in the mid-80's, and we were highly amused at how slick everything was. We felt like we were on the Tourist Conveyer Belt, being processed in a factory, and it was a very efficient factory, one that had every aspect of things down to a science. It wasn't an experience we would want very often, but it was amusing in a strange kind of way.

For us, the highlight of the trip was when the tour guide took our little group down in the elevator. It's a LONG elevator ride, like maybe 3 minutes, and the tour guide had a spiel for the whole trip -- how the caves were discovered, by whom, in what year, and all that stuff. Our guide uttered the last syllable of his fairly long speech the instant the elevator doors opened after we hit bottom. It was so much in keeping with how slick everything was that Norman and I both burst out laughing. Nobody else in the elevator was laughing, and they didn't seem to know what we were laughing about. And neither of us clued the other in; we burst out laughing simultaneously and independently.

This happened during our first year together, and it was one of those "We DEFINITELY belong together" moments. (I know you know what those are like, because you have them frequently with Pygment. :-) )

Things may have changed since we were there; as I said, this was the mid-80's. And I think the spiel/elevator thing might have been this particular tour guide's effort to make giving the same damned speech 6 times a day more interesting for himself. But it fit in so well with the rest of the place.

Nope

[sweetmmeblue.livejournal.com]

The guide talked all the way down the elevator about how and when it was discovered, that you could fit the Statue of Liberty in the shaft (that's how tall it is)... blah blah blah.

[chienne-folle.livejournal.com]

It wasn't that the guide talked all the way down that was so funny; it was that the guide finished his speech at the EXACT SECOND that the elevator doors opened, in keeping with the general slickness of the place. That's what I thought could have been a private little way of making things more interesting for himself on the part of this particular guide -- seeing how close he could get his timing so that he finished THE INSTANT the elevator doors opened at the bottom.