Word: visitores
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...puttered briefly in his garden before eating a Western-style breakfast-coffee, fruit juice, cereal and eggs. Rhee's guests were offered cigars (Phillies) or Korean cigarettes. Rhee himself seldom smoked, explaining that cigars made him sick; he only smokes them in the privacy of a bathroom. A visitor who had American candy to present was sure of warm thanks. Toward the end of a day, Rhee was visibly weary. The night would not greatly restore him; he has insomnia...
...looking for the "Question of Formosa," the visitor has the help of many more Americans than were here last July, when the U.S. posture on this island was at its tragic low. Then the senior U.S. officials in residence were a charge d'affaires and Colonel David Barrett, a famous "old China hand" who headed a staff of six military attaches including himself. Since then an American Minister, Karl Rankin, has taken over, a ruddy and genial man of stature and intelligence. In the seven weeks since he arrived, he has galvanized the listless diplomatic staff and earned...
...that point, the play ends with the girl and her mother crushed and hopeless, the son ready to follow his dreams into the merchant marine. In the movie, the visitor's line of guff, heavily larded with Dale Carnegie psychology, brings the girl out of her cocoon, eager to greet another gentleman caller who comes up the stairs at the upbeat fadeout...
...Engine? Once a whale shark larger than the raft itself came alongside, but it gave no trouble, not even when Hesselberg begged for it by plaguing the visitor with a harpoon. As for mere sharks, they worried no one: it became sport to haul them aboard by the tail with the bare hand. The Kon-Tiki's food kept well, stored below the deck in asphalt-coated containers, and seafood was a glut in the galley. Flying fish, good eating, practically flung themselves at the frying...
...traditionalist visitor, Manhattan's wide-windowed Museum of Modern Art has as many jolts as a Coney Island funhouse. Some summer tourists, thankful for the air-conditioning (installed primarily to protect the pictures), take it all in good part. Others are made to feel stupid, cross, or both, when confronted with such enigmatic works as Malevich's White on White-a white-painted canvas adorned with one tilted white square. They are dizzied by the linoleum-like pattern of Mondrian's Broadway Boogie Woogie, dismayed by the necrophilic horror of Albright's Woman, and dumbfounded...