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...convention have been booked, but many hotels still harbor large vacancies or have not yet received deposits. And many restaurants downtown are frantically campaigning to convince locals that it's safe to go downtown from 5 to 8 p.m. each night, before the convention proceedings close and the delegates descend upon the Gaslamp Quarter...
...course, the pageantry the Republicans will bring is not to be missed. And it is exciting to have nearly 30,000 people (nearly half of them members of the media) descend upon our city, attending parties at our favorite restaurants, hailing cabs from our glitziest hotels, ogling animals at our world-class zoo. We don't call ourselves America's Finest City for nothing, and we look forward to showing Midwesterners, Southerners and Northeasterners a glimpse of California heaven...
Showtime in the Cu Chi tunnelplex was usually around 7 p.m. Thanh's projection crew would wrap up their daytime activities (foraging, digging, shooting at helicopters, etc.), descend underground and prepare for the evening's unspooling. Shortly thereafter, the audience, bubbling with anticipation, would arrive through the various connecting tunnels. On movie night, the entire population of a small hamlet would simply vanish underground. Up to 100 guerrillas and their families would cram into the dank screening chamber, taking pains not to sit on any poisonous vipers. (The moviegoers would try to ignore the rats, which were tolerated...
...City at Centennial Olympic Park, the not-yet-completed plaza that the Atlanta Committee for the Olympic Games (A.C.O.G.) hopes will be the meeting place for what one official calls "the largest peacetime gathering of humanity in the history of humanity." Be that as it may, 2 million will descend upon Atlanta next week for the 100th anniversary of the Olympics, and they are entitled to ask, "Is Atlanta ready...
...MORNING OF APRIL 15, 38,500 worshippers from all over the world will descend upon the tiny town of Hopkinton, Massachusetts. In a bizarre rite, they will shed most of their clothes, spread petroleum jelly over the more sensitive parts of their bodies and affix little timekeepers to their shoelaces. Then, as the appointed hour of noon approaches, they will either stand in line at one of the 750 portable toilets or, much to the chagrin of Hopkinton's 10,000 regular residents, go natural. At the report from a gun, they will try to race 26 miles...