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Kyōto was the capital of Japan for over a millennium, and carries a reputation as its most beautiful city. However, visitors may be surprised by how much work they will have to do to see Kyoto's beautiful side. Most first impressions of the city will be of the urban sprawl of central Kyoto, around the ultra-modern glass-and-steel train station, which is itself an example of a city steeped in tradition colliding with the modern world.
Nonetheless, the persistent visitor will soon discover Kyoto's hidden beauty in the temples and parks which ring the city center, and find that the city has much more to offer than immediately meets the eye.
In anticipation of the soon to be released(wide) "The Runaways" film. I recently picked up "Joan Jett and The Blackhearts" Greatest Hits set... I always knew Jett and Lita Ford were former members of The Runaways. But that was pretty much the extent of my knowledge. I had heard "of them", but not their music.
There are about 8 Runaway songs included in this G.Hits package... and this song. Well, "Drives me wild". "I Hate Myself For Loving You" has always been my fave Jett song. But this one might just give it a run for it's money... to think that this is the first song she ever wrote is incredible. She had to of been age 15/16 at the time.
I have a friend at work who grew up listening to The Runaways. She & her sister were greatly influenced by them... not many girl rockers in those days(70's). Certainly no all-girl groups. "Heart" would be the closest I could think of.
While surfing the subject. I've noticed many die-hards doing a bit of poo-pooing in regards to the younger set getting to know "their" group. "Posers", if you will... I say embrace them ladies. Influencing another generation of teens just keeps the music alive.
"Joan Jett's Greatest Hits" version...
www.youtube.com/watch?v=eirtcrk2pYw
"The Runaways" original version...
The Herring Gull has an unwanted reputation, certainly at seaside resorts where it is always looking for its next meal. It's not just that it is an opportunist bird, but they create a good deal of mess when they poo in flight (I for one have received three direct hits over the years). Lastly when we stayed in Scarborough for a few weeks between our house moves in 2020 they made such a noise from the rooftops in the summer. So, I can understand why they are unwanted by some.
All that being said I think they are a great bird to watch, when mature they are so handsome and if ever I sit back to watch their antics I always find that a they are most entertaining.
Lastly, there was a report on TV yesterday which outlined the overall declining level of nature in the UK. Birds that are at threat are detailed on a Red list and guess what the Herring Gull is one. So, the next time you see one, stop, take in its actions and please don't do anything that will drive it away.
Photographed at Clumber Park.
It's not easy to be even a snapping turtle, except when you found a perfect fitting stump to sun on.
Only a small percent of snapping turtle eggs hatch and less than 1% of baby snappers make it to adulthood. Baby turtles are actually cute, are 1-2 inches (2.5-5 cm) in shell length and have many predators. Once they reach a certain size, they only have very few predators, mainly humans. Snapping turtle's life span is respectable 30-40 yrs in wild and they can weigh up to 45 lbs (20kg)!
Regardless of his reputation, aggressive behavior and sharp claws this turtle seems to have encountered some sort of misfortune. He has an open wound on his left front foot and a telltale faint blood trail from climbing up on that log. I hope it is not human caused (fishing hook etc.) and that he has a speedy recovery from his injury.
Snapping turtles are highly aggressive and will fight back ferociously.
My tribute to the Mercedes-Benz 300 SLR (W 196 S) a 2-seat sports racing car which took part in the 1955 World Sportscar Championship before a catastrophic crash and fire at Le Mans ended the involvement of Mercedes in the sport. The car was designated "SL-R" ( Sport Leicht-Rennen, Sport Light-Racing), which was later condensed to "SLR”. It had a direct-injected 3-litre straight 8 cylinder engine with a 78 mm bore and stroke, its rated power was 276 PS (203 kW) and a maximum speed approaching 290 km/h (180 mph) the 300 SLR Uhlenhaut Coupé easily earned the reputation of being the era's fastest road car
One was sold recently at auction for 145 million euro
Kam the Alien has something of a reputation among the Aliens on the Mother Ship. She is one of the first to explore the area of physical sensation with so much flair that she has become a legend.
Now a visitor from the Mother Ship has beamed down and is seeking advice on how she can emulate what Kam had already done.
I found out about this when I saw Kam and a lovely young woman having breakfast on the terrace of Kam's home. Kam asked me to join them and I was introduced to Joan. Joan looked to be to be about 20 years old and she was quite a knockout physically. Kam told me that she was there for lessons on how to proceed because now that she had embodied herself she felt terrified. All kinds of new sensations and feelings were flooding her and she did not know what to do about them. She expected Kam to have all the answers.
From what I could gather Joan was a shy Alien and had become overcome with the passions and feelings humans have learned to keep somewhat under control. She wanted to experience the height of sensual and sexual bliss, but at the same time she did not know how to go about it. Additionally she was terrified of the very thing she desired most.
Kam had become a Guru of sorts and promised to help Joan. I learned that though Aliens are not human and do not have emotions and feelings, but they differ from one another. Joan was a shy Alien and Joan is now a shy Alien in a human body. Kam was and is a take charge person. Joan wanted Kam to select a male companion for her and be present while they went out on what would be their first date. Joan also wanted Kam to hold her hand when they had their first sexual experience.
Kam said she would be happy to morph into a male and show Joan the ropes so to speak, but Joan wanted a real human , or at least a Replicant. I could see the logic of that.
Then Kam told her that she would be happy to break Joan in so that she could become bi-sexual. Joan had no objections but she still wanted to mate with a human and Kam was not human.
Kam asked me if I knew anybody and I said I did not want to be drawn into the situation because the last time I tried to play cupid things did not work out.
Joan then asked Kam is she could loan me out. Kam said no. Kam said she had to find her own mate. Joan said that that was just too difficult and she started to cry.
Kam told me I would have to be her new lover until she became used to being embodied. I told Joan she could do far better on her own as I was never much of a lover. Joan said that was allright if it was OK with Kam.
And so the three of us made a pact. I would be Joan's new lover and Kam would hold her hand while she was penertated for the first time. Joan was a virgin. She had never even been kissed.
What I noted was that Kam was becoming a feeling person and was reaching out towards Joan. That was something new. Kam was becoming more and more human.
When Kam and I were alone she told me to be extra gentle with Joan and to take a lot of time with her. She needed to be brought out slowly. Kam told me that she would be there to see that everything went well.
Afterwards Kam was simply glowing with pride. Everything went well and Joan experienced her first orgasm and did she ever love it. Kam took credit for the whole thing. For me it was not difficult because Joan was simply gorgeous and very responsive. Kam told Joan that after a few more sessions she would be ready to go out into the world and find a man of her own and Joan agreed.
Kam was still Kathleen the mannequin and she said she liked that persona because she could shape Kathleen psychologically.
What we had going was really not human at all from one perspective. Kam and Joan were Aliens who had morphed into human form and I was a Replicant. In fact I was one of two Replicants. The whole thing was somehow Surreal. The whole thing was beyond belief.
...and perhaps my favourite of these evening shots, around Loch Coruisk, in the Black Cuillins of Skye. April 1981.
The day didn't end here though. I'd planned to overnight at the bothy at Camasunary out on Loch Scavaig, round the nose of Sgurr na Stri, (about 2 miles away), and to get there meant I had to cross "the Bad Step" and I wasn't looking forward to that one little bit, it has a bad reputation! I will say more about whether it lived up to that reputation on the next shot.
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Wild South Afrca
Krugert National park
Famed scavengers, these carnivores have a reputation for eating the leftovers of other predators but they are also super-skilled predators themselves and hunt and kill most of their food.
They often hunt in groups and can take down big animals such as wildebeest, antelope, zebras and young hippos. Smaller snacks on their menu include birds, fish, snakes, lizards and insects, too.
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Lake Matheson deserves it's reputation as New Zealand's best reflection lake.
I have shot there a couple of times and have been surprised to find that the evenings seem to produce the best reflections.
Mornings start off fantastic until just as the sun rises. It seems to generate a consistent breeze and pesky fog that clings to the lake. Of course this is just my experience, it will of course vary from day to day.
On this occasion the stiff day breeze, that was rippling the lake 10 or 15 minutes before this shot was taken, dropped of incredibly quickly - just as the light was getting luscious on the Southern Alps.
Nice!
EDITED: The interest in this shot prompted me to do a little post on my blog about reflections in landscape photos. It may be of interest/use to you :)
Cheers - Todd
Katog Dorjeden Gompa ཀ་ ཏོག་ དོར་ ཇེ་ དེན་ དགོན་པ་
Katok Monastery (Tibetan: ཀཿ་ཐོག་རྡོ་རྗེ་གདན་, THL Katok Dorjé Den), also transliterated as Kathok or Kathog Monastery, is one of the six principal ("mother") monasteries of the Nyingma school of Tibetan Buddhism. It is located in Baiyu County, Garze Prefecture, Sichuan, Katok Monastery is located 4,000m above sea level on the eastern flanks of a mountain range in Baiyu County, Garze, Sichuan. The entire monastery complex is approximately 700m above the valley floor and is accessed by a dirt road containing 18 hairpin turns. The nearest town is Horpo (Chinese: 河坡; pinyin: Hépō), 17 km to the north.
Katok Monastery was founded in 1159 by a younger brother of Phagmo Drupa Dorje Gyalpo, Katok Dampa Deshek, at Derge, the historic seat of the Kingdom of Derge in Kham. Katok Monastery's third abbot, Jampa Bum (1179-1252), whose 26-year tenure as abbot ended in 1252, "is said to have ordained thousands of monks from across Tibet, and especially from Kham region of Minyak (mi nyag), Jang ('byang), and Gyémorong (rgyal mo rong)." The original gompa fell into disrepair and was rebuilt on the same site in 1656 through the impetus of tertöns Düddül Dorjé (1615–72) and Rigdzin Longsal Nyingpo (1625-1682/92 or 1685–1752). Katok Monastery held a reputation of fine scholarship. Prior to the annexation of Tibet in 1951, Katok Monastery housed about 800 monks. Katok was long renowned as a center specializing in the oral lineages (as opposed to terma) and as a center of monasticism, although both of these features were disrupted under Longsel Nyingpo (1625–1692). According to The Tibetan Buddhist Resource Centre, disciples of Kenpo Munsel and Kenpo Jamyang compiled a Katok edition of the oral lineages (Wylie: bka' ma shin tu rgyas pa (kaH thog)) in 120 volumes in 1999: "[T]wice the size of the Dudjom edition, it contains many rare Nyingma treatises on Mahayoga, Anuyoga, and Atiyoga that heretofore had never been seen outside of Tibet. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Katok_Monastery
Santa Special on East Lancashire Railway powers through Burrs Country Park. The locomotives nickname is the volcano, living up to its reputation :)
"There is no Spanish town, small or big, that does not enclose a teaching." Azorín.
I have always been fascinated by the towns and cities that have preserved their medieval architecture. Pedraza, a small town in the province of Segovia which is recognized as one of the most beautiful in Spain, is one of those places where time seems to have stopped long ago. The stones of its buildings and streets transport the visitor back to the XVI and XVII centuries when Pedraza became rich thanks to the merino wool trade. The coats of arms of the magnificent houses give testimony of the wealth of its inhabitants, who welcomed members of the nobility, great artists and important personalities among the walls of their city. Years of splendor that came to an end with the abolition of the nobles privileges in the XIX century.
Nowadays, the beauty of Pedraza has a great reputation and for that reason there are many tourists that visit it. But most of them come here on weekends and holiday periods, so there are always moments when we can stay almost alone and immortalize its original beauty with our camera. In this case, despite being Holy Week, I knew that the rain and the cold would invite the great majority to leave the streets at nightfall. Hence, I planned in advance to photograph from under the arcades of the Plaza Mayor, so they would protect me from water, but also became an element to enhance my composition.
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“No hay pueblo español, chico o grande, que no encierre una enseñanza.” Azorín.
Siempre he sentido fascinación por los pueblos y ciudades que han conservado su arquitectura medieval. Pedraza, un pequeño pueblo segoviano, reconocido como uno de lo más bonitos de España, es una de esas localidades en las que el tiempo parece que se detuvo hace mucho. Las piedras de sus edificios y calles transportan al visitante a tiempos pasados, a los siglos XVI y XVII en los que Pedraza se hizo rica gracias al comercio de la lana merina. Los escudos de los magníficos caserones dan fe de la riqueza de sus habitantes, que acogieron entre las murallas de su ciudad a miembros de la nobleza, grandes artistas y personalidades importantes. Años de esplendor que llegaron a su fin con la abolición de los señoríos en el siglo XIX.
Hoy en día, la belleza de Pedraza goza de una gran fama, de ahí que sean numerosos los turistas que la visitan. Pero al concentrarse éstos en los fines de semana y períodos de vacaciones, siempre se encuentran momentos en los que nos podemos quedar casi a solas e inmortalizar su belleza original con nuestra cámara. En este caso, a pesar de ser Semana Santa, sabía que la lluvia y el frío invitarían a la gran mayoría a abandonar las calles al caer la noche. De ahí que planeara de antemano fotografiar desde debajo de unos soportales de la Plaza Mayor, los cuales no solo me protegieron del agua, sino que además se convirtieron en un elemento para dar un mayor interés a mi composición.
Took this shot from a gently rocking wooden boat during a boat ride on the Ganges river from Prinsep Ghat, Kolkata. It was sunset, and the scenery lived up every bit of it's reputation. What you see are Indian Navy cruise boats that ply up and down the Ganges for security.
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HBW eve guys! :) Goood oooold city-keh!
Wish you all a wonderful evening! I'm not feeling well, so I'm off to a bubble bath to relax a bit! :)
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“Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing.”
- Abraham Lincoln
La réputation de St-Michel de Bellechasse et ses environs n'est plus à faire avec son emblématique Harfang des neiges, ma première visite.
The reputation of St-Michel de Bellechasse and its surroundings is more to do with his iconic Snowy Owl, my first visit.
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MERCI BEAUCOUP DE VOTRE VISITE ET BONS MOTS !
THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR VISITING AND GOOD WORDS !
“I see the ceiling outside is blue again and that yellow ball in the air is visible.” Said Bertie.
“Yes, it is much nicer than that old grey stuff that was on the ceiling. Posh, how far up is it until you can touch the ceiling?” Asked Barnaby wondering silently about a future decorating project for the sky.
“A long way and then a lot further. Ellie says she has gone up in the air high and never even come close to bumping into the ceiling. So, for something that big to be up in the air and Ellie not found a way to bump it, it must be very high.” Said Posh Bear.
“Yes, Ellie does have something of a reputation for hitting things that are in the air. I can remember when we all went to the orange thingy that appears near sleep time and Ellie was convince it had run away from her as she got close. It hadn’t though, she had gone left side down a bit and not right side up a bit and had missed it altogether.” Giggled Sky.
“Sky, are you going out with the man on his two wheeled thingy today?” Asked Barnaby.
“I might, it depends if he goes out and what time our honey order arrives. I need to let Icecap know as it has several big bags of cold stuff called ice, and some fish for him. I don’t know why he wanted the ice for I am sure if he put wet stuff outside at night it would turn to ice. I have seen that done.”
“Icecap likes to be sure he has plenty and a bear can’t be sure that it will be cold enough outside.” Explained Posh Bear.
“He is a wise bear, that is for sure.” Said Bertie.
“Here comes the man again, yet another try with his box on three legs. I can never understand why the man keeps on doing this.” Said Sky.
“There is sadly no way a bear can ever hope to understand hoomans. I was watching and listening to the man yesterday and it seems that he had a thing to eat called a pizza. What I found strange was that this pizza was a round, flat thing, that had been stored in a square box, and yet when the man ate it, he cut it into shapes of three sides. When a bear can understand that logic, he can understand hoomans.” Said Posh Bear
“They are very strange at times, Posh, I can never understand why hoomans speak different languages and then they try to learn other languages, why didn’t they all speak the same language to begin with, plain bear logic and problem solved.” Said Sky.
“Look, the man is taking the box thing to bits, it will never work again.” Said Barnaby giggling.
“It is that front glass bit and now he is trying to put a different bit in the hole he had made.” Said Bertie.
“No, that hasn’t worked, but then we could have told him that. Look, he is trying to put the one he took out back in the hole again. Amazing, he seems to have got it stuck in there somehow.” Said Barnaby.
“It will fall out again soon, he had better hurry to get this done before his box thing falls to bits. He will never learn; always thinks he knows what he is doing and yet history will tell a totally different tale.” Said Posh Bear.
“Well, I hope he hurries up, we need to get ready for the delivery. Posh, shall I offer my help the man to get things sorted out faster?” Asked Sky.
“No, I don’t think that would help, Sky, kind of you to offer though, but I think both the man and his box on three legs are beyond our help.” Said Posh Bear.
“Okay, but he hasn’t got long before all he will be taking a picture of is this blanket, we will be elsewhere dealing with our delivery.” Said Sky.
“Don’t worry Sky, the man will leave all this and deal with his delivery.” Suggested Barnaby.
“He might, even though he is probably not expecting anything. I had to order him a few bits so I could tag our things on the end. I wonder if I ordered him any pizza; that might take his mind off trying to take our picture.” Said Sky smiling happily.
Spain, Valencia, Plaza del Negrito, … fresh lemon picked for your Gin Tonic, the square before officially renamed was until the 1940s called Plaza de Calatrava, thus baptized after the reconquest of València, since the King "Jaume I" decided to donate it to the Order of Calatrava.
The "Cafe El Negrito", named after his location on this square is one of the Carmen's quarter most popular hangouts & during summer months, the "young" crowd regularly spill out on to the square of the same name, the atmosphere is lively & the drinks flow until early in the morning.
Café Negrito has been a benchmark for almost four decades, a highlight of classic Valencian nightlife & one of the oldest businesses in Carmen since it opened its doors in 1982. Exhibitions, musical sessions, a meeting place for both, a good coffee or a drink. This characteristic place opens until dawn every day, claiming its reputation as a 'safe value' in leisure.
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Chattanooga is a city located along the Tennessee River near the southeastern corner of the U.S. state of Tennessee. With an estimated population of 179,139 in 2017, it is the fourth-largest city in Tennessee and one of the two principal cities of East Tennessee, along with Knoxville. Served by multiple railroads and Interstate highways, Chattanooga is a transit hub. Chattanooga lies 118 miles (190 km) northwest of Atlanta, Georgia, 112 miles (180 km) southwest of Knoxville, Tennessee, 134 miles (216 km) southeast of Nashville, Tennessee, 102 miles (164 km) northeast of Huntsville, Alabama, and 147 miles (237 km) northeast of Birmingham, Alabama.
The city, with a downtown elevation of approximately 680 feet (210 m), lies at the transition between the ridge-and-valley portion of the Appalachian Mountains and the Cumberland Plateau. Surrounded by mountains and ridges, the official nickname for Chattanooga is "Scenic City", reinforced by the city's reputation for outdoor activities. Unofficial nicknames include "River City", "Chatt", "Nooga", "Chattown", and "Gig City", referencing Chattanooga's claims that it has the fastest internet service in the Western Hemisphere.
Chattanooga is internationally known for the 1941 song "Chattanooga Choo Choo" by Glenn Miller and his orchestra. Chattanooga is home to the University of Tennessee at Chattanooga (UTC) and Chattanooga State Community College.
The city has its own typeface, Chatype, which was launched in August 2012. According to the Nooga.com website, this marks the first time that an American city has its own custom-made typeface and also the first time a crowd-funded custom-made typeface has been used for any municipality in the world.
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Street lighting aside, Paris’ reputation as the “City of Lights” is accredited to its position as the intellectual center during the Age of Enlightenment. “La Ville-Lumière” as it was then called, Paris was the birthplace of the Age of Enlightenment and it was famous as a center of education and ideas throughout Europe. Paris’ early adoption of street lighting probably also contributed to its “City of Lights” tag. But the city continues to uphold its reputation as the City of Lights, from a wattage perspective… Looking to capture the circling light atop of the Tour Eiffel, I took a sequence of 10 photos which I later combined in post-processing. Taken from the steps of the Trocadéro.
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Aloe comosa near Botterkloof, (Clanwilliam district, South Africa)
Aloe comosa is a single stemmed species that gets quite tall (up to 2 meters) The leaves are an attractive blue-green, often with a pink tinge.
It has the tallest flower spike in the genus (the can reach 2.5m.) making them instantly recognizable, even from far.
Its not the easiest Aloe in cultivation and has reputation for being prone to fungal disease.
Die Reputation bundesdeutscher Justizvollzugsanstalten ist nicht besonders gut. Landein, landauf herrscht das Bild von grauen Betonblöcken, kriminellen Insassen und schlechtem Kantinenessen. Diesem Bild gilt es entgegenzuwirken, denn mit so einem beschissenen Image bekommt man natürlich kaum qualifiziertes Personal zur Gefangenenbewachung. Daher wird einmal im Jahr ein Tag der offenen Tür veranstaltet. Dadurch hat die Öffentlichkeit die Gelegenheit, das Gefängnis mal näher kennenzulernen – und die Gefängnisinsassen die Gelegenheit, die Öffentlichkeit mal näher kennenzulernen.
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1. My reputation apparently precedes me.
2. I've got the worst case of hat head you've ever seen, and it's permanent. Plastic has its downsides.
3. I've got two kids, Anna and Morph, which is surprising, because I'm entirely sans genitalia.
4. My ex assures me that they're mine.
5. I talk a good game, hence my reputation as a ladies'/laddies' man.
6. I'm traveling around the world via the mail, because it's cheap and because I can.
7. My best friend is a polar bear
8. I'm completely fearless (see 7).
9. I like wearing crimplene suits, which is fine for me, because I have no sweat glands.
10. Beware of imitations. When I arrive at your house, you'll know it's me.
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diademed sandpiper-plover (Phegornis mitchellii) - Cordillera Vilcanota, Peru
Another rare bird of the high altitude Andes, this monotypic little plover can be found in high quality bogs and puna grassland inbetween 3,500–5,000 m (11,500–16,400 ft) above sea level. It favors remote areas and even there it remains uncommon, every single source I looked at about this bird states they are infrequently seen, poorly known, and rare across their range. We stumbled across it on the bank of a small river abutting 'bofedales' - andean bog ecosystem. It lived up to its reputation of being rare as well, we didn't see this species again in two more months of trekking through similar habitats.
I've got a reputation of being a man with a gift of words
a romantic poetic type or so they say
but I find it hard to express the way I feel about you
without getting involved with the old cliches.
In the old cliches, it's the old cliches.
This song's begun so many times but never
in a way that you won't consider to be an old cliche.
I want to say that I need you, I miss you when you're away.
And how it seemed like fate - o here we go - the same old cliches.
It's the same old cliches.
It's not that I'm embarrassed or shy, well, you know me too well
but I want to make this song special in a way that you can tell.
That it's solely for you and nobody else
for my best friend, my lover, when I need help - cliche - cliche?
Everything I want to say to you is wrapped up in an old cliche
I'd waited so long to find you, I'd been through the heartbreak and pain,
but of course you already know that cos you've been throught the same.
That's why I'm trying to say with my deepest sincerity
that's why I'm finding it comes down to the basic simplicities
the best way is with an old cliche
it's simply the best way is with an old cliche
always the best way is with an old cliche
I'll leave it to the best way, it's an old cliche
Hilton Chicago has the reputation for hosting every President of the United States as a guest from the time the Stevens Hotel opened in 1927. There is a fascinating early hotel history from 1927 with the Stevens family of Chicago who built the immense hotel only to lose it in bankruptcy with the Great Depression. The Stevens was the largest hotel in the world when it opened its doors to guests. Six years later, Ernest Stevens was on trial for embezzlement, his brother committed suicide after the family’s insurance business went bankrupt, and the U.S. Army purchased the Stevens Hotel in World War II to house soldiers. In 1945, the property was acquired by Conrad Hilton, and the immense hotel property has carried the Hilton name for more than sixty years.
Stevens Hotel was conceived in the roaring 20s and designed to be the largest and one of the most opulent hotels in the world. Within six years of its grand opening, the Stevens family name was rocked by embezzlement scandals and suicide that brought down their Chicago family business empire.
The Stevens Hotel opened in 1927 on South Michigan Avenue across from Grant Park in Chicago. The 28-story hotel had 3,000 rooms, fine shops, cavernous ballrooms and even mini-golf on the roof.
The landmark Chicago hotel was built by the Stevens family who had built their family wealth with the Illinois Life Insurance Company. J.W. Stevens had already built and owned the La Salle Hotel that opened in 1909 with 1,000 rooms as one of Chicago’s finest hotels in the loop. La Salle Hotel was demolished in July 1976.
Supreme Court Justice John Paul Stevens was son of Ernest Stevens, the hotelier who was tried and convicted of embezzling millions from the family’s insurance company to financially prop up their family-owned Chicago hotels. Ernest Stevens’ conviction was later overturned on appeal to the Illinois Supreme Court; however, the family was bankrupted and two of Chicago’s finest hotels went into receivership.
I normally don't post more than one a day, but this is a photograph my brother took of an orchid he grew from a seedling in which he waited 14 years for a successful bloom. Now that's patience and dedication!
Ricks commentary is as follows: "Paphiopedilum tigrinum was discovered in the Gaolingong Mountain region in 1990. This is a border region between Myanmar and Yunnan province China. I purchased this first generation seedling in 2002, and it started bloom attempts by 2007. This species has a reputation for "bud blasting", which was certainly affirmed by this plant. This is the first successful bloom for this plant ( June 2016)."
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Amongst a clan sprawled across the road lying fragrant in stains of their own urine, this "toddler" hyena approached. The fearsome bloody reputation of hyenas seemed harsh looking at their soft dark eyes and fur catching the sinking sun. The stench of urine and a remembrance that their jaws can smash the bones of your forearm in one bite brought reality back to sharp focus and a drawing of limbs back from the window. However for a few moments, hyenas did actually look "cute".
Manufacturer: Packard Motor Car Company, Detroit, Michigan – USA
Type: Standard Eight Convertible Coupé Series 626 Model 339
Engine: 5243cc straight-8 L-head
Power: 90 bhp / 3.200 rpm
Speed: 115 km/h
Production time: 1929
Production outlet: 26,070 (all Series 626)
Curb weight: 1824 kg
Special:
- Packard established its impressive reputation by producing luxury and performance automobiles.
- This Convertible Coupé has a three-speed manual gearbox, a Packhard carburettor, dry plate disc clutch, a 83 liter fuel tank and rear wheel drive.
- The chassis with close-coupled open steel body on a 126.5 inch wheelbase, has a wood grain dash, rumble seat, golf-bag compartment, standard black fenders, roll-up side windows, crank-out windshield, soft-top with landau irons, worm & sector steering, semi-elliptic leaf spring front and rear suspension, a semi-floating type rear axle, standard five disc wheels with balloon tires size 32x6.00 and mechanical internal expanding drum brakes all around.
- The 626 family came available as this Standard Eight Convertible Coupé, as Standard Eight Sedan, as Standard Eight Coupé, as Speedster Eight Roadster (6306cc straight-8 / 132 bhp), as Speedster Eight Phaeton (6306cc straight-8 / 132 bhp) and as rolling chassis.
- Tan Connelly leather interior, wood-spoke Artillery wheels, metal-spoke wheels, trippe lights, a radiator stone shield, dual covered side-mounted spares with side-view mirrors, whitewall tires, chrome plating on the cowl band and cowl lamps, a chrome mesh grille stone guard, driving lights, a rear trunk rack and two-tone colouring were optional.
Broken Hill is a well-known mining town in the far west of New South Wales. Whilst it is most famous for its mineral wealth, Broken Hill also has a reputation for its hotels, with no less than 71 being licensed in the city's history.
The Royal Exchange Hotel is an imposing two storey art deco style hotel building, and being situated at the corner of Argent and Chloride Streets, it is arguably at the centre of Broken Hill's central business district. In considering its history, it is important to take into account the history of Broken Hill hotels generally.
The Broken Hill settlement grew spectacularly from the first ore discoveries of 1883. On the 31st of July 1885 the first hotel, the Bonanza Hotel, was opened on the corner of Argent Lane and Delamore Street by William Delamore. Unfortunately, it was destroyed by fire on the 6th of February 1894 and the license was cancelled on the 8th of September 1894. The hotel site is now a car park for the City Art Gallery. The only other hotel to be licensed in 1885 was the nearby Silver King Hotel on the corner of Delamore and Argent Streets which was licensed on the 9th of October 1885. It closed in 1993, but its building survives today, and is among the oldest surviving hotel buildings. Five hotels were licensed in 1886, one of which, the BHP, (or, the West Darling Hotel), is the city's oldest surviving licensed hotel. Five more hotels were licensed in 1887 and in 1888 no less than 40 hotels received licenses, making a total of 52 licenses issued in Broken Hill's first five years.
The fifty third hotel license for Broken Hill was granted at the Silverton Licensing Court by Messrs Wyman Brown and J J Williams, LM's, to Barnett Harris on the 25th of Janurary 1889 for the Royal Exchange Hotel and the hotel opened that day. The Royal Exchange Hotel most likely takes its name from the nearby Broken Hill Stock Exchange which was in operation at the time. An Exchange Hotel (now the Theatre Royal Hotel) had opened almost opposite the Stock Exchange in 1886, and it is not unusual to use the "exchange" name for buildings near a Stock Exchange. The Broken Hill Stock Exchange was situated in Argent Street almost next door to the Royal Exchange Hotel, and the facade of the building survives.
The original Royal Exhange Hotel building was of single storey made from stone and brick with an iron roof. It was built and owned by Barnett Harris who was alsot the first licensee. The Argent Street for on the 5th of November 1888 caused £800 (about $110 000) worth of damage to three shops also being built by Harris and it is reasonable to assume that this damage extended to the partially built Royal Exchange Hotel. The damage must not have been to severe however, as the hotel opened for business 11 weeks later.
A newspaper article has stated that the Royal Exchange Hotel building was brought in from Parramatta by means of bullock wagon in 1886. It was said to have been owned by W Reynolds and destroyed in the Argent Street fire of 1888. This story is incorrect and refers to the Exchange (now Theatre Royal) Hotel nearby which Reynolds owned and transported from Prunamoota. Reynolds was the first licensee of the Exchange Hotel, but never a licensee of the Royal Exchange Hotel.
In its early days the Royal Exchange Hotel was no stranger to dramas. On the 6th of March 1889, fire destroyed a small building owned by licensee Harris in Argent Lane (Gawler Place) behind the hotel. In November 1890 a William Kilroy died after being ejected drunk from the hotel. The inquest into his death was conducted at the Mayflower Hotel which was situated at 196 Chloride Street. The Mayflower Hotel closed in 1893.
Rebuilding the Hotel:
By the 1930s the Royal Exchange Hotel was owned by the South Australian Brewing Company (SABC), who also owned the Freemasons (now BHP/West Darling) Hotel. In 1936 the SABC disposed of the Freemasons Hotel to rival brewers Tooth & Co of Sydney and this then left SABC without a quality hotel in Broken Hill. As early as 1936 SABC had announced that they were considering rebuilding the Royal Exchange as a luxury hotel, to give them a means to satisfy the growing market for such accommodation. The lack of quality accommodation in Broken Hill was receiving much unfavourable press coverage, so the move by the SABC was well timed and well received, but nothing happened for about two years.
In Janurary 1938, the SABC proposed to rebuild the Royal Exchange Hotel as a four storey building with 44 rooms, at a cost of £45000 (about $3.6mil), but the project was reduced in scale to a new two storey building with the cost estimated at the time of £33000 (about $3.35mil). The architects were F Kenneth Milne and Associates of Adelaide. In December 1939 an Application was made to the Licensing Court for approval for the rebuilding work which involved demolition of the existing hotel and the erected of a new two strorey building. This was approved by the Licensing Court on the 14th of December 1939. Local folklore says that the construction stone came from the old shearing sheds at Mount Gipps Station, however this is not confirmed in the architect's specifications. The construction of the new hotel was carried out by builders Fricks Bros, and completed in late 1941 at a final cost reported as £48000 (about $3.5mil). During the construction period, demolition of the old hotel was carried out progressively and sections of the new hotel built. This allowed the hotel to continue to trade temporary bar facilities, which were moved several times during the rebuilding work.
The completed building had 33 rooms and 13 bathrooms, and boasted a number of features which were modern for their day including air conditioning (claimed to be one of the first hotels in Australia to be so equipped), telephones in most rooms, a public bar counter 100 feet (30m) long and a saloon bar counter 46 feet (14m) long.
The 1941 building is substantially the building which exisits today, but there have been a number of alterations to the interior of the hotel over the years since.
Of interest, whilst the SABC were rebuilding their Royal Exchange Hotel, Tooth & Co were upgrading the Freemasons (now BHP/West Darling) Hotel which they had bought from the SABC in 1936. Tooths also owned the luxury Grand Hotel, diagonally opposite the Royal Exchange (now trading as a guesthouse), and were eager to keep their dominance in the luxury hotel market. Whilst the Freemasons was not completely rebuilt as was the Royal Exchange, none the less Tooths spent 46000 (about 3.5mil) on their purchase of the Freemasons Hotel from SABC and on its rebuilding work. All this building work on the Royal Exchange and Freemasons Hotels happened whilst there was wartime restrictions on building works generally, but somehow in Broken Hill $7mil in today's money was spent on luxury hotels. How this got around the wartime building restrictions remains a mystery.
The Royal Exchange Hotel Today:
The Royal Exchange was acquired by the Broken Hill Legion Club in 2001, and they set about undertaking a complete refurbishment of it, providing the facilities that it presents today. There are currently 23 rooms and all have ensuite bathrooms. The lounge and dining areas are superbly furnished giving the hotel a magnificent ambience. In a link with the past, some of the former 1941 "business" facilities remain near the reception desk.
On the 8th of December 2011, the Royal Exchange Hotel was purchased by the current owner, John Gavranich.
Source: Barrier Miner 26/1/1889, Silver Age 7/11/1888, Barrier Miner 6/6/1969, Barrier Miner 7/3/1889, Barrier Miner 25/11/1890, Noel Butlin Archives Centre, Russel & Yellan Architects, Barrier Miner 14/12/1939, Barrier Miner 6/12/1941, K Dansie (1986), the Broken Hill City Library, University of SA Architectural Museum, the Tooth & Co Files N60 - YC (ANU Canberra).
"Be more concerned with your character than with your reputation.
Your character is what you really are while your reputation is merely what
others think you are." -John Wooden
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'Bout my bad reputation
I've never been afraid of any deviation
An' I don't really care
If ya think I'm strange
I ain't gonna change
An' I'm never gonna care
'Bout my bad reputation
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"Character is like a tree and reputation like a shadow. The shadow is what we think of it; the tree is the real thing."
~Abraham Lincoln
A British idiom, meaning "there are much worse things than this". Probably owing its origin to the reputation of the sea as a place of disasters, wrecks and death.
Native English speakers offer another interpretation, that's to say "It is not that bad". This is a more optimistic interpretation.
This reminds me of the Engineer's Consolation, namely
"you can't fall off the floor" .
Taken From The Santander to Portsmouth ferry.
134 has earned a demonstrable reputation in 2024 thus far and seems to offer everything considered fit to run a road train as leaders. The seasonal power shortages that seem to become the norm every summer in the wake of the KCS acquisition brought out the thoroughbred workhorses to run road trains once more.
On Friday 5743/2283 brought in a CWR train into the GTA, quickly turning over for a 135 in a matter of hours, with 2283 leading and an addition of KCS 4127 facing reverse. The 2283 likely was bad ordered so by sunrise on Saturday 135 got a recrew and their train was left staged on the north main just west of Kennedy. Reporting amongst railfans picked this up and responded appropriately with little enthusiasm, as 5743 was sandwiched and least likely to lead given the available information. What the recrew ultimately did however was wye just 5743 and 2283 together, and the 40 led 2-135 straight to Windsor.
With ACes being a common leader on 134 these days, and no stacks for detroit warranting use of their wye, the set was fully expected to maintain the ACe leader, only that by sunrise on Monday, scanners in Windsor picked up a notable "5743 East" recieve clearance to London, meaning they had delayed their 134 run just to re-wye 5743/2283 again and leave the ACe facing forward. This delay stripped 134's train of their own symbol, running as 2-H92 to London, and then 2-H88 to Toronto, but by all means the traffic was an authentic 134.
ET Seton park in Toronto housed the northernmost-facing trackage into Toronto, bearing 190° South or 10° North on the map. A respectable trestle bridge validates the pursuit of the more ideal sunlight for afternoon eastbounds on a sunny day, and with Leaside being a common holding location before battling the grade to Toronto Yard, delays often add extra time for the sun to come around. 421 and 101 parading out of Toronto on the north and H11 working the south, added an extra 30 minutes before RTC took H11's light and got 2H88 cleared to McCowan. This being the only desired location in the GTA for shooting such eastbounds, half-a-dozen railfans gathered at Eglinton Ave to watch 134 traverse the West Don River.
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I'd rather have a clear conscience than a good reputation.
Reputation is only what others think of you.
Your conscience is who you are.
And you can't escape that.