We will always have Paris.

Vikings heading up the Seine

There are some basic physics when it comes to mass and space. A certain amount of mass can fill only the same amount of space and no more.

At one of the many award ceremonies held by the world of entertainment, Dolly Parton’s ample chest burst through her snug dress.  When her dress mishap was repaired, Dolly said something to the effect of “My daddy always told me that you can’t fit five gallons of mud into a one-gallon bucket.”

That is true in every situation, including the Eiffel Tower.

Tourists wander around on the lower level of the Tower before taking an elevator to the second level. There is one elevator that is specifically for people. The other four are for operations to maintain the Tower. 

One would think that someone would think I’ll take the next one…no, you go on…  No, all crammed into the elevator #5 with space seeming to decrease as mass increased.  

In 1985, My husband and I were part of that mass which also included a tourist bus of tall Swedish men…no, tall and big Swedish men. My husband was pushed away with the flow of people, leaving me in the middle of the elevator without him.

As the elevator went up, the mass increased at each stop. It became obvious to this 5` 4” female, I would soon be crushed in a vice of handsome muscular tall Viking giants.

Daily Mail UK: 1 in 33 Britains share Viking DNA

One giant peered down at my desperate face and placed his massive arm over my head to the shoulder of another towering giant, who looked down at miniscule female (me).  He braced his hand on the other man's shoulder, chuckling while saying something in Viking language. 

The elevator opened, spewing its occupants out onto the top level of the Eiffel Tower.

The Vikings deserted me to gaze at the city they had once conquered, when my 5` 9” husband found me.  We held hands, viewing Paris from the heights of the Eiffel Tower.

The Eiffel Tower will always be special. Someday I hope to head to Sweden and greet my ancestors.

This is a repost from 2014. Apparently 1 in 33 English people have Viking DNA. My ancestors were from northern Scotland and northern Ireland where the Vikings raided early on. My family has 3-6 % Viking DNA.  That totally makes sense. Although I am on the small side, my family predecessors were big people.  Also, I am feisty and not quite combative. I don't take guff from any obnoxious person. Physically, I just give them my best glare of death.

We'll Always Have Paris...

There are some basic physics when it comes to mass and space. A certain amount of mass can fill only the same amount of space and no more.

At one of the many award ceremonies held by the world of entertainment, Dolly Parton’s ample chest burst through her snug dress.  When her dress mishap was repaired, Dolly said something to the effect of “My daddy always told me that you can’t fit five gallons of mud into a one-gallon bucket.”

That is true in every situation, including the Eiffel Tower.

Tourists wander around on the lower level of the Tower before taking an elevator to the second level. There is one elevator that is specifically for people. The other four are for operations to maintain the Tower. 

One would think that someone would think I’ll take the next one…no, you go on…  No, all crammed in to the elevator #5 with the space decreases as the mass increased.  

In 1985, My husband and I were part of that mass which also included a tourist bus of tall Swedish men…no, tall and big Swedish men. My husband was pushed away with the flow of people, leaving me in the middle of the elevator without him.

As the elevator shrank and the mass remained the same, it became obvious to this 5` 4” female would soon be crushed in a vice of handsome muscular tall Viking giants.

Daily Mail UK: 1 in 33 Britains share Viking DNA

One giant peered down at my desperate face and placed his massive arm over my head to the shoulder of another towering giant, who looked down at miniscule female (me).  He braced his hand on the other man's shoulder, chuckling while saying something in Viking language. 

The elevator opened, spewing its occupants out onto the top level of the Eiffel Tower.

The Vikings deserted me to gaze at the city they had once conquered, when my 5` 9” husband found me.  We held hands, viewing Paris from the heights of the Eiffel Tower.

The Eiffel Tower will always hold a unique memory for me.

Things learned from apocalyptic/monster/alien invasion movies:

Wikipedia, God bless 'em

New York always gets destroyed.

Monsters stomp down skyscrapers.

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People get out of their cars and stare up at the monsters.  They always wait until the monster is almost upon them.

People in the monster movies continue working in the offices, oblivious to the monsters plowing through.

If New York is being destroyed, then London and Paris are next.

Giant monsters must cast shadows in real life.  In movies, they do not.

Yay for Wikipedia

Tarantulas are blind and deaf. They are sensitive to vibrations.

Female stars used to be cast on their ability to scream loudly and look good wet. They usually trip just when it appears they will get away.

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Sharks cannot jump 35,000 feet to grab an airliner.

Tornadoes form over land.  Hurricanes form over the ocean.

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People should not run down a road to get away from monsters.

The most famous actors:  one will be the hero and the other will be the villain.

Empty warehouses are used repeatedly, with shots from different angles.

If the movie always shoots in broad daylight, that is a good indication that the movie is low-budget.

Casts of 10-20 also tell that the movie is low budget.

 

The script is limited to single sentences per actor, now and then.  The hero always makes the sacrifice but somehow survives.

Can you think of some truly awful monster movies?  What are they?  Why are they so awful?

How were these things learned?  Since NetFlix, my husband has access to the worst monster movies imaginable.  Yes, he saw “Sharknado”.

U-V Posts: Underworlds We Love

Stories of hidden cities have fascinated people throughout centuries.  New cities atop old cities atop caves and crypts—it is an adventurer’s dream to discover such.  A world beneath a world begs exploring.

Paris boasts a sewer system AND catacombs like no other.  Multi-tasking at its best.

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Rome is perched over miles of catacombs.

Science-National Geographic Site

Edinburgh is built over vaults, built to accommodate tradesmen, cobblers, and storage.  Poor also lived there until about 1820, when it became unlivable.  

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These are ancient cities, where only ruins remain.

BUT, what if?  What if one could travel to an underworld city where visitors could actually have a sleepover, warm meals, full accommodations?    Would you go?

Return tomorrow and discover this hidden underworld fortress, which has electricity and flush toilets!