At Olympic Park, we saw flowers:
Per my previous blog entries.....readers can see that we spent considerable time over in the Jamsil area discovering numerous tourist treasures! Olympic Park was no different. There were so many amazingly beautiful things to see at Olympic Park and it wasn't until we were leaving that Teppy discovered a GLARING flaw (only if you are a bit OCD) in the design of Olympic Park. Before we divulge that flaw, let's talk about some of the awesomeness of the park first. At Olympic Park, we saw flowers: We saw maps: We saw fast food American style! We saw SUPER thorough signage: And......we saw Charlie's Angels. Oh wait, that's us. And we saw clean, spacious parking lots! But Teppy was the true Sherlock of the visit. I don't notice things like what Teppy noticed, and even if I did, I don't think it would have bothered me. Well, it bothered Teppy. Alot. So much to the point that she made me stop and we had to have a discussion about it. I had to put on a thinking cap, pull out a notepad and pencil, and develop theories as to the how and why something like this could have happened in the design of an Olympic Park. Ok, that didn't really happen, but we did have a serious pow wow about it. And we shot a video of it . Here is a photo. See if you can see the problem: Still can't see the problem? Yeah, it's kind of hard to see because the angle at which I took the photo. I should have been standing in line with the green strip of grass. Have a look at the video below for full effect: So there you have it. A design flaw. The people who designed the park failed to line up the entrance boulevard with the center of the stadium, thus throwing off the feng shui of the entire layout of Olympic Park. Teppy's OCD or whatever you want to call noticed that things were mis-aligned and it interrupted her consciousness until she had to discover exactly WHAT was eating at her. To any other visitors to the park who are just like Teppy and need lines and balance and symmetry in their lives, this flaw will JUMP out at you too, gnawing at your brain, causing your eyes to twitch as you stand there looking up at the giant structure. To the rest of us folks who don't give a rat's behind about symmetry because other things tend to occupy our thoughts and obsessions, we will simply walk by and say "Oh, what a lovely path lined by trees and flowers."
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Let's talk about the flight...or rather...flights. Let me begin by saying I am NO fan of flying. It all began in 1999 when I was flying with my husband across the Atlantic from Dallas on or way to Croatia and I got "nervous stomach" mid-flight. I was so scared of flying that my stomach decided to get all knotted up and I thought I'd crap my pants in my seat. My husband pushed me to the front of a very long line and threw me in the tiny enclosure of a bathroom in front of several seriously irritated passengers (We were on a 777 but the lines were like, really long..surely there were other bathrooms they could have used). When I didn't come out after 20 minutes, a flight attendant rapped on the door threatening to call security because she thought my length of time in there was suspicious. I was so sick I thought I was dying. When they realized that I wasn't a terrorist, they quickly escorted me to the tail of a plane where there was a bathroom nobody was using. A doctor on board approached my husband and asked if I was pregnant. (I was NOT...I just freaking hated flying). Thanks to the kind flight attendant, I got to be sick for an hour in the uninterrupted serenity of a tail bathroom. Yes, that's where my hatred for flying truly began. Teppy hates flying too. Probably just as much as me, but I doubt she ever almost shit her pants crossing the pond. Teppy discovered a long, long time ago that the secret to flying resides in a little tablet called Ambien. Last year when we went to Croatia, I took an Ambien once we boarded in Atlanta. I can honestly say I have no recollection of ever taking off from Atlanta that trip and I woke up 2 hours from Paris. NOW THAT'S WHAT I CALL A FLIGHT ACROSS THE POND! Needless to say, knowing we'd have one long ass haul across the Western pond, this girl headed over to the primary care physician a week before the trip to get the prescription filled. There was no way in h-e double hockey sticks that I was going on a flight that long without some sedation. My journey began in Atlanta. I flew to Milwaukee to pick up Teppy...and visit with our dad for a few days before we left for Korea. Teppy's husband drove us from Milwaukee to O'hare. We flew from Chicago O'hare to Tokyo. We then caught another flight from Tokyo to Seoul. We flew United and our tickets cost us $1305 each round trip. This was a pretty good deal for a summer flight to Seoul. When we got to Chicago, for some unknown reason that I like to consider divine intervention in hind-sight, I got to pass through security without having to be x-rayed or fondled. They told me I could walk right through. I hugged the TSA guy as I watched Teppy strip down and unload. It was a great moment and it was definitely a sign that this trip was going to be fantastic. After meeting back up with Teppy, we walked the short distance over to the Starbucks across from our gate and waited. After an uneventful wait and chatting it up with the locals about my photography equipment, we finally boarded. Once Teppy and I "moved in", we each popped an Ambien. I kid you not....that stuff was so potent that I later learned I had eaten two meals and had no recollection of what I ate or even eating it. I also found a half eaten bag of these crunchy chick pea things I had put unopened in the seat in front of me. I have no memory of eating that stuff either. When we finally "woke up" from the Ambien, we watched the movie Twilight on Teppy's ipad and enjoyed the short remainder of the flight in to Tokyo. My only complaint is that the jerk next to me was some sort of armrest hog, because he kept his arm on the arm rest the entire flight and I had to shrink into my seat to avoid touching him. ARGH. Vicky's Top 10 List of Must Have's On Board When Flying To Seoul: |
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