Ailsa, our fellow blogger who spends way too much time in airport, train station and bus depot lost-and-found offices in search of her elusive backpack, wants us all to take a giant time-out.
No, she doesn’t want us to drop what we’re doing to join in her “quest” for her misplaced luggage, but she does want us to take a deep breath, look around and reflect on TIME — this week’s travel theme.
You know, I’ve got so many wrist watches that I’ve purchased over the years that I really ought to look into applying for Swiss citizenship. Or, maybe I should just share them with the aforementioned guy who has no handy means to tell time himself.
These handsome pieces, unfortunately, are now nothing more than a fashion accessory to compliment the day’s wardrobe, as I, like just about everyone else I see on the street, rely on my mobile phone to tell time.
In my kitchen, there’s a wall clock. The oven door has an imbedded digital clock; likewise, on the refrigerator door. There used to be a clock on the night stand next to the bed, but when I finally call it a day, I just carry the iPhone upstairs and set the alarm for tomorrow’s wakeup call.
That rather tall and heavy piece of “furniture,” that stands guard right inside the entryway of my apartment, chimes every quarter-hour. When it strikes, I react, just like Pavlov’s dog, and either glance at the computer clock or look over at the mobile phone.
With spring now here, although the weather outside begs to differ, it’s that time of the year when I actually clean my clock, the grandfather one. Enjoy the short video below of this dinosaur of a time piece.
For my fellow bloggers and followers scattered around Central Europe, here’s a Tempus Fugit reminder. Set your clocks and watches ahead one hour before going to bed Saturday night as Daylight Saving Time — Central European Summer Time or British Summer Time over here — is upon us Sunday.
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