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After dinner at Primavera Saturday, Lindy, Matt, and I walked the 10 minutes to check out the international fair at night. They were glad they did so and won’t do it again. San Geraldo already knew better. I’ll never learn. Would you go? Would the crowds get to you?
Speaking of phobias. I’m glad I’m not claustrophobic. My first MRI (to investigate the sciatica) resulted in more questions, and not ones I was pleased to hear. So I’m back this morning for another — with contrast. I need an MRI, with contrast, for something else, and was grateful they were able to combine the two. I’ll wear my own ear plugs this time.
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Después de cenar en Primavera el sábado, Lindy, Matt y yo caminamos 10 minutos para ver la feria internacional por la noche. Se alegraron de haberlo hecho y no lo volverán a hacer. San Geraldo ya lo sabía mejor. Nunca aprenderé. ¿Irías?
Hablando de fobias. Me alegro de no ser claustrofóbico. Mi primera resonancia magnética (para investigar la ciática) resultó en más preguntas, y no me complació escuchar. Así que volví esta mañana por otro, con contraste. Necesito una resonancia magnética, con contraste, para otra cosa, y estaba agradecido de que pudieran combinar los dos. Usaré mis propios tapones para los oídos esta vez.
• Esos son Lindy y Matt en el centro en la parte inferior. Aún sin saber en qué se metían.
• La botella de cerveza inflable del techo voló. Espero que la tapa esté bien sellada.
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• Casi al final pasamos junto a un grupo de la Policía Nacional, que portaban escudos antidisturbios. No hubo disturbios.
Crowds are not my cuppa cuppa for sure. The pandemic was a godsend for us I think. Sorry folks it might sound callous, but one learns over the years to figure out what works for you and staying clear of selfish people seems to work for me. We got our 2nd bivalent yesterday and the nurse was pretty much on our wavelength too. I thanked her for her honesty and support. Hope the MRI isn’t stressing you ~ be calm and be cool!!
Ron:
Argh, MRIs were a bust today. Poor communication among scheduler, my doctor, and radiologist. I have to wait another month for the two to be performed back to back. Better than having to go back there twice in my opinion. I’m trying to get over it and might go back to bed. I’m better with crowds than SG, but when it gets to the point that you can’t move in any direction, I get nervous. That DID happen that night.
Oh yes…I love a good carnival to see it, smell the carny foods and the sounds and lights, maybe do a ride, play a game or two for shits and giggles…but an hour or two is plenty of time. The ones often on the seaside are best.
Mistress Borghese:
I find the ones here much more fun before the late-night crowds arrive. They had begun to arrive, as you can see, that night. No games at this fair, but others during the year do have lots more traditional fair foods and games.
Eeeeek! The unwashed masses! The suspended lights are very attractive, while on the other hand, the guy with the top-knot needs to go to a barber whose sworn off the sauce. Not an enticing scene for me, and the indiscriminate mixing of the social orders can only lead to trouble… (😄)
Wicked Hamster:
I kind of like the top knot; I envy people who have hair for those effects. I’m pretty sure most people had washed. No one reeked in the crowd. No fun if you can’t even stop to visit with anyone. It was better off to the sides along the casetas, but then really loud. Nope, you and I will not be going.
I generally avoid the crowds.
David:
I’m not a fan, but can manage to a point. I do get nervous when I can’t move. That could very easily turn into a crush.
I didn’t see any old foggies in that crowd.
sillygirl:
That’s because I didn’t have the camera on selfie mode.
You have given agoraphobia a new (or perhaps more accurate) meaning for me…I thought it was fear of going out…but going out into a crowd like that is insane.
Frank:
Fear of going out is an extreme form of agoraphobia. One cause is being caught in crowds like that.
People aren’t smiling. There was only one (familiar) laughing.
Jssw:
Yeah. Off to the sides people were smiling. In the middle, everyone was simply focused on moving forward and finally escape the mass.
NOT a crowd person. Being short, I was once lifted off my feet at a university registration event (remember when we had to stand in lines forever at different stations just to register for classes each semester?). It was a bitingly cold day and I was near the front of the line by the doors prior to opening. A surging crowd of impatient and freezing students behind me started pushing. The action lifted me off my feet between other nearby students, crushing me. Fortunately, the university security people saw what what happening and opened the doors to rescue me. So. No crowds for me. Ever.
Mary:
Friends have pointed out how much harder it is for someone who’s not tall to negotiate and even survive a crowd like that. I have the benefit of always being able to see above the crowd into some distance. I can’t imagine being completely closed in. I’ver never experienced that. Lindy is tall but not like Matt and me. He stayed ahead and I brought up the rear. She said she could always spot one of us in the crowd, which made it easier for her.
I would last maybe 2 seconds in that press of people before getting the screaming meemies. The last time I was in a crowd that full was in the Sistine Chapel. They packed us in there like sardines. But everyone was looking up, of course, so it was easier to ignore everyone else. The other annoyance was a priest whose job it was to shout “Silencio” at the crowd every 5 seconds.
Debra:
That’s San Geraldo. He would say, “I’ve had enough” and immediately leave. I can’t imagine being inside a controlled environment like the Sistine Chapel and being crammed in like that. Unpleasant and so dangerous. I hope that was a while ago and they’ve changed their system.
I cannot handle crowds. In fact, I can hardly handle any type of social situation anymore, even small ones with people I know. It’s gotten worse with age.
I sure hope you get your medical issues sorted out soon. I’ve got an appointment this next week to hopefully sort out some of my own.
Kelly:
I haven’t changed much when it comes to crowds. Never liked them but can manage. Medical answers have been delayed. I decided last night, ignorance is bliss.
I don’t mind the crowds that are moving, but if it’s at a standstill I tend to get antsy!
Sending good thoughts for your test results!
Bob:
I, too, prefer when the crowd moves. But I tend to avoid crowds like that one. Too dangerous in an emergency. Tests rescheduled. Ah, well.
We live in London. Try Oxford Street on a Saturday afternoon in the run-up to Xmas… Jx
PS the recinto ferial has a lovely light-show!
Jon:
Ugh. Anywhere in NYC or any of the cities we’ve lived in the lead-up to Xmas. Horrible.
When I was younger I would be all for joining a crowd like this. Now…..no way could or want to entertain this idea.
The police were aware of any potential problems developing.
Jim.
It was so weird to pass the line of national police (not even local police). I wonder what they were expecting. We don’t usually have serious problems at the fair. I didn’t get a shot of their riot shields and I don’t think we’re supposed to film them, so I stopped.
You couldn’t drag me to a crowd like this with wild horses. If I pull into a restaurant lot that’s too full of cars, I leave. I cannot tolerate being packed in like sardines and rubbing up against strangers. (Unless I’m hosting the event and there’s lots of body oil and cocktails involved. HA!) Seriously, I do NOT do crowds. Nope. Nada.
Sassybear:
I avoid them unless there’s a good reason (this wasn’t one of the better reasons). SG is more like you.