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Going nowhere

See this sign?

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It wasn’t on the elevator at my hotel this morning when I got on… when I and another guest got stuck on our way to breakfast.

Luckily, the phone in the elevator worked and the repairman was able to fix the elevator in less than five minutes.

I am proud to report that I remained calm and cheerful during the crisis. The man on the elevator with me, however, was in a huge panic. When the doors finally opened, he ran out and told his friend in the hallway that we had been trapped 15 minutes.

(It was really more like three.)

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Save the children

It’s no secret that I’m claustrophobic.

There are security guards at the St. Louis Arch who probably still talk about the girl who hyperventilated all the way up the elevator to the top (and wouldn’t go back down…for two hours).

I wouldn’t wish it on anyone.
covered strollerSo I am happy to see small children today won’t have any problem at all with small, enclosed spaces…what with their mothers wrapping them in plastic inside their strollers!!

I, on the other hand, am gasping for air just looking at those poor kids.  Don’t they know their oxygen is running out?

Wheeze. Cough.

Sputter.

Tight spaces

I am claustrophobic.

ClaustrophobiaAnd the condition rears its ugly head at the most inopportune times.

Riding the elevator to the top of the St. Louis Arch.  Getting an MRI for a shoulder injury.  Or simply being crowded into the corner of the elevator by one too many people.

But I never thought a facial would freak me out.

I was at a salon today over lunch — indulging in said facial, thanks to a birthday gift card from a generous friend — and the technician completely covered my face with a solid wrap, leaving only a small slit for my mouth.

Needless to say, I panicked.

Once I explained my phobia, she offered to leave a slit for my nose as well.  I still couldn’t see, but I did deep breathing and mind games to remain calm. Not exactly the soothing experience I had in mind…but hey —

My skin looks fabulous!

Day Five, Venice: a day in pictures

I loved Venice.

Loved, loved, loved it.

The guide books had prepared me for the city that couldn’t possibly live up to all the hype.  The great disappointment.  The giant wet thud.

They couldn’t have been more wrong.

Here is just a taste of the jaw-dropping wonderfulness that was my day in the city of canals, Venice.

Riding the water taxi to Venice

Wondering what a water taxi looks like? That’s what.

We weren’t the only ones on the water.

Getting ready to take the elevator in the Campanile (bell tower) to get a bird’s eye view of St. Mark’s Square

St. Mark’s Square

Venice

Venice

We also toured St. Mark’s Basilica and the Doge Palace, which were simply spectacular but did not allow photography.  I encourage you to Google them to get a sneak peek.

It’s not the same as being there, of course.  That was out of this world.

Flashback

If you read The Egg with any regularity, you know I was in Vegas last weekend.  I worked.  I gambled.  I came home.

Or so I thought.

Recent photos on Facebook have revealed that I not only stayed in the same hotel as a good friend and former boss –we worked together almost 20 years ago — but I unknowingly met and spoke to his then future daughter-in-law in the elevator.

What the wha??

We were all staying at the Aria Las Vegas.  I was leading a workshop at a conference.  When I spoke to Britt — I didn’t know her name at the time — she told me that she was getting married on 9/10/11.

She was all smiles, of course.  I complimented her blonde updo and wished her all the best.

It was nice to think of weddings as I went off to work.

Little did I know — until I spied the photos today on Facebook — that I knew Britt’s future husband and in-laws.  Had worked with her future father-in-law for three years.  Could have scored an invite to the reception, at the very least.

It’s a small world, after all.

Incognito

I hope the people who make movie trailers actually go to the theater and watch the audience reaction.

It can be a real eye opener.

Case in point:  I went to “Inception” last night — what a wild ride that was — and saw two new trailers before the show:  one for “The Town,” one for “Devil.”

“The Town” stars Ben Affleck, Blake Lively, Jon Hamm and Jeremy Renner.  Set in Boston, it tells the story of a group of bank robbers, a bank manager they get involved with and the FBI agent who tries to take them down.  The trailer said it was from “the director of ‘Gone Baby Gone.'”

“Devil” puts a group of apparently random people in a high-rise elevator and stalls it.  Then all hell breaks loose.  There are no real name stars in the film; the trailer just touts it as being “from the mind of M. Night Shyamalan.”

Two interesting choices.

The first trailer did not specifically name Affleck as its director.  Did they suspect there might be negative connotations?  Some holdover from his earlier work in “Gigli” or “Jersey Girls?”

The second — which I think had the audience until this point — elicited groans and laughter when they threw M. Night Shyamalan’s name into the mix.  The movie appeared to lose all credibility with those three little words.

So, if anyone is listening — I think a teeny edit to the “Devil” trailer could make a big difference at the box office.

And M. Night — the slogan for “Devil” is “bad things happen for a reason.”

Try to keep that in mind…okay?