Posted on July 31, 2011
I made Sonia hike through Central Park in her heels, but number 50 took a tumble thanks to checking out this Egyptian marvel known as Cleopatra’s Needle. Here’s the scoop:
The Obelisk, nicknamed Cleopatra’s Needle, is the oldest man-made object in Central Park.
A pair of obelisks was commissioned for Heliopolis on the banks of the Nile in 1500 BC by an Egyptian pharaoh who wished to celebrate his 30 years of reign. The monuments were then moved to Alexandria in 18AD. They remained there until one obelisk was moved to London in 1879. The New York one was erected in the Park two years later and was offered by the Egyptian Khedive to America in exchange for funds to modernize his country.
Transferring the 71-foot, 244- ton granite monument from Egypt to New York was an arduous and delicate process. It took 112 days from the time the Obelisk touched upon the banks of the Hudson River until it reached the Park. Laborers inched the monument on parallel beams, aided by roll boxes and a pile-driver engine. Thousands turned out on January 22, 1881 to marvel as the obelisk was turned upright.
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No matter how much I bug her, Brittany just isn’t a blogger. Nevertheless, her goals for the rest of the year remain the same, so I’ll keep you in the loop as to her progress with 51-100.
Posted on July 16, 2011
We spent the morning on the other side of the island Lanikai Beach. This was before game two of the tournament that would end in a massacre. Brit’s team played the best team they ever faced and were murdered 9-0. It was definitely an eye opener. Only four or five of our players could have made their team. Only two could start.
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Posted on July 6, 2011
We haven’t bought a hammock yet, but we made an offer on a backyard (and home) to put it when we do. That offer was recently accepted, and last night, we went into escrow. But… There’s always a but. Now we need to accomplish the Herculean task of convincing a bank to loan us a lot of money. Sisyphus meet boulder.
Posted on July 2, 2011
Posted on July 2, 2011
At the tail end of our dinner in Vegas on Friday night the Basically Me phone rang and Sonia, a couple of glasses of wine in, answered. A young Southern Boutique owner, also a couple of wine glasses into her own meal, had to write an order right then and there. So, on the back of the bill we wrote an order. Suddenly dinner wasn’t so expensive.