Word: holidaying
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According to Martin, the change comes in response to low student demand for the full 7:30 to 10 a.m. breakfasts on Monday vacations. “On a Monday holiday people are going to do exactly what they do on Sunday—sleep late,” Martin said...
Although freshmen trapped in Canaday’s cinderblock cells may envy their Apley Court peers, even the best-situated Harvard students would kill to live in certain Boston University dorms—namely the Hyatt Regency and the Holiday Inn. For more than a decade, BU has been solving its housing shortage problem by stashing a few hundred freshmen in local hotels. This year, there are 484 students residing in the Hyatt and 120 shacking up in the Holiday Inn, according to the Daily Free Press, Boston University’s student newspaper. In the second semester, however...
...have more freedom," says Bedos. For Louise, that means a childhood that appears as fractured as the life of any kid caught in a custody dispute. She sees her fathers two days a week and splits vacation time between households. However, the four parents always manage to take some holiday together and, says Rajzman, the girl is being brought up to view her family arrangement as perfectly normal. "We teach her that there are families with a father, mother and children; families with a single father or a single mother, and families with two women or two men that live...
...around major cities. "Morocco is utterly unrecognizable from what it was 10 years ago - and in another 10, it will be totally transformed," says Hassan Belmaheb, a 64-year-old retired Moroccan Bell Telephone factory worker who has lived in Belgium since 1964 and bought a Rabat holiday home in 2002. Meanwhile, under an open-skies accord between the European Union and Morocco, current frequent daily flights between Europe and Moroccan cities will expand as low-cost carriers open routes. "I can get from Paris or London to Marrakech flying faster than I can get from London to Paris...
...amputees' Ward 57 at Walter Reed, no one seemed fazed by my injury. But just the word amputation made me shudder. It conjured up a disjointed series of images: a childhood friend who had lost his leg in an auto accident; World War II veterans wheeled into ballparks for holiday games, their empty trousers or shirtsleeves pinned up. I had avoided mirrors all week. Now I feared seeing the startling reality in the faces of my family and friends who would be visiting on my first day in the hospital...