Too funny!
Reminds me of when we were kids (let's say about 1963) and my dad used to take us all in his VW Beetle down to the train station to pick up his mom, who thankfully spoke little English. So one time we picked up Grandma and on the way home the four of us little tykes would lean one way on a left turn, crushing the kid on the end, and then lean back the other way on a right, crushing the other kid. Jimmy was the smallest at about 3 and was on the receiving end of an especially hard right. He pushed back hard and yelled at Joe,
"Get offa me, you fucking prick!"
Dad kept turning right until he drove up on the curb. He loves to tell that story to this day.
I boiled my thermometer, and sure enough, this spot, which purported to be two thousand feet higher than the locality of the hotel, turned out to be nine thousand feet LOWER. Thus the fact was clearly demonstrated that, ABOVE A CERTAIN POINT, THE HIGHER A POINT SEEMS TO BE, THE LOWER IT ACTUALLY IS. Our ascent itself was a great achievement, but this contribution to science was an inconceivably greater matter.
--MT--
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