Nighttime in St. Louis last November sparkled with Christmas lights. We were on the snow route, but someone forgot the snow.
They didn’t forget the cold. Cheryl and I both had our reindeer noses on, but no sleigh! :)
Breathtaking sights that phenomenal night walking around in the bitter, clear cold.
Without my friends my magnificent night would have bubbled away and escaped into a book. I’m so glad I have friends who wouldn’t let me miss the magic.
About a week after I left St. Louis, Vince and I flew to Honolulu. What a difference! It is almost a challenge to find nighttime in Honolulu. The island Los Angeles never sleeps. We found this statuesque young man on the street corner, painted in silver, shimmering in the city lights, and not moving a muscle…then he did.
NCSS holds conferences all over the United States. In 2011 we went to Washington DC. These statues at the Korean Memorial stayed eerily still that night during the nighttime tour. I can’t guarantee what happened after the tour ended.
Nighttime city tours are the best. The Marine Corps War Memorial signified the conclusion of the campaign in Pacific.
You never know who you will meet.
Important people you don’t expect to see.
Of course, nothing is nicer than nighttime at home….. once in a blue moon! :)
I apologise for the quality of my photos, I hope the nighttime story is still enjoyable. Sleep tight! :)
If you can’t sleep check out some other nighttime stories here.
From this downtown Seattle Warwick Hotel handicapped room, I was not hampered from taking a few pictures from the window from my 9th floor room.
I like this picture because it almost has a 1950s art look about it. It was chilly, but not raining the first day of the National Council for Social Studies Conference.
You can see the rain spatters on this picture, and I don’t know if they are new or used spatters, but I like what they contribute to the picture. Too bad I don’t know my buildings, or I had to throw away as much weight and paper that I could to fit everything in my suitcases. I mistakenly thought to myself, “Well, I won’t need this MAP anymore.” WRONG! If I could only convey to you how little good maps do me – even though I understand perfectly how to read them. The never seem to translate into taking the right turns.
I have to admit that this chair was a total turn-off, and obliterated my love of the views. Fortunately for me, the staff took pity on my, and moved me to the 15th floor the next night where I enjoyed the benefits of a luxurious bath tub, and the following views.
Doesn’t this look fake? But it came right out of my own Canon camera. There were actually little people, elves, I think building that building you see in the foreground. I should have recorded the sounds as well. The view was so beautiful at night that I kept my curtains open – not the windows! It was cold out there.
The helmeted elves started before it got light in the morning. I don’t know how long they continued at night, but they were done when I got home. Trust me I was careful how I dressed because the elves were pretty close – even in the dark.
Off to the left was this magnificent building. The flash reflecting off the window again gives the whole picture an adorable fake look to me.
Better than the views – relief from the cold, damp winter walks.
Thanks Warwick staff.