part 2: getting there
part 2: getting there
I spell relief “b-a-n-d”
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Poor me. Cursed since earliest memories (and some of the memories are WAY early in life) with motion sickness.
And now comes more flying . . . and boat rides in Venice.
Christine has for a couple of years wanted me to join her on a whale-watching cruise.
Fat chance.
“Did I ever tell you about the time our submarine
was crossing the Atlantic, and every so often we’d
come up to periscope depth in a storm, and I
would feel as if my—”
Then our friend Jeff told us about this wristwatch-looking device, the Relief Band by name, that works for him, another chronic queasiant.
One small consideration: it costs about $125.
Well, let me get out my English-Italian dictionary and find the idiomatic phrase equivalent to “It was the best money I ever spent.”
So, bring on those vessels in motion!
Sunday, August 30, 2009