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Hilton Hotel:Berlin

This is a photo of the bathroom in my room on the second floor where I will be for the next 5 nights, but what I want to write about is the Health Club here. I forgot to being my phone, so don't have a picture. Not that the restroom was so memorable, but the Crystal Steam Room looked like something Antonio Gaudi would have designed- an 8 person horseshoe shaped deep bench tiled in iridescent green and aqua with a central slab holding a huge block of natural crystal. Steam was poring in every few minutes and the walls were dripping with moisture. Didn't get my massage due to the therapist becoming ill, so swam some laps and lounged in the steam and then doused in a shower with full body surround heads. Totally refreshed and have now stayed up to a respectable hour. Nighty night.

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USOpen: Flushing Meadows, NY

Red is the hot color this year in restrooms as well as clothing it seems. How lucky am I to be back at the Open to see Andy Roddick's last career match which he lost to Juan Martin del Potro of Argentina in 4 action packed sets. Thank you to my brother who was away on a business trip and gifted me his box seat. My group of 4 kept thinking we would leave after the end of the next set, but by the time it came, the match was too close to call. Worth getting to bed at 1am.

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Private Home: Lyme, CT

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Love a bathroom that is packed with art. These gems are all about 6 by 8 inches

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Private Home: Chester, CT

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No where in the states, or perhaps the world, is there a bathroom like this. This is a small corner of what is actually a room in this old house and every inch of the entire house is packed with oddities from around the world and around many a junk yard. The gardens, which have been self planted with wild walks and impromptu homemade sculptures is just as amazing. And the genius behind all this just turned 85!

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Public Library: New London, CT

This sign makes sense, especially given the condition of the bathroom which did not have a handy shelf or any other safe place to place anything. The library is one of the eleven sites around New London to view one of the Poetry of the Wild installations. Boxes containing a poem and response journal will be in place until the end of August. Check it out.

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Wadsworth Atheneum: Hartford, CT

Okay, so I lied and here is another out of sequence shot. I wasn't going to post this, but I keep thinking about it and wondering why there would be a picture k in such a small area above the light fixture above the mirro in a public bathroom.  Granted this is a museum, but a I can't imagine anything was ever intended to hang here. Heard the illustrious John Ashbery read from his latest book which is a translation of Arthur Rimbaud's Illuminations. More interesting to me were the readings of his own poems. Just when he was getting into a real grove, he was cut off from the reading by one of the staff saying we were out of time. Quite extraordinary.

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The Drunken Horse: Chelsea, Manhattan

When did people start throwing paper towels in the toilet? This is not a sign I remember seeing in such profusion a few years ago. Stumbled into this empty wine bar - it was only 4:15pm- in hopes of having a rejuvenating cup of tea after viewing 10 art galleries.  Soon enough a steaming glass of Earl Grey was soon in front of me and a soothing mix of music from Pandora reenergized me.

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Jivamukti: Manhattan

This looks like some sort of mineral sample to me. Did not put me in a Zen mood, but then again it was a middle aged muddle morning. Dressed for the 8am class, but thought I would be late, so decided to go for the 9am. Then I left my mat at the apartment, so had to go back for it, so had to take a cab in order to arrive just at 9 and all in a sweat, but class was really at 9:10. An hour and a half of deep breathing and stretching and I am good to go.

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Private Home: Manhattan

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Rather late posting this photo, but I couldn't resist doing it. This bathroom is in my 97 year old aunt's apartment. She has been doing needlepoint for most of her adult life- gave it up a decade ago when her eyes became bad- and decided to do something artistic with the left over yarn. I hope one day to inhert this acrylic column and mix in my extra yarn. Yes, she taught me how to needlepoint too, but I have never made rugs as she did. Copies of Miro paintings no less!

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Private Home: Lyme, CT

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Simply elegant.  And the informal dinner for three in front of the fire was just delicious and what winter is all about.

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