Memories of a youth not as mis-spent as I might wish flooded back in this darkened pinball arcade, with flashing lights, dinging bells and other sounds drawing me in…but sadly, not to a disreputable place that spells Trouble with a T: No, this was in the highly educational confines of the National Museum of Play in Rochester, NY, where exhibits feature the history and sociology of play…but give plenty of opportunity to test it out!
Rethymno is a rare combination of history and modern-day luxury, with its multicultural old town, tropical beaches and exquisite Cretan cuisine.
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From two viewpoints above the picturesque town, Paul Heymont enjoys the scene
DrFumblefinger shares some early morning photos taken of an olive vendor in Marrakech’s Souk.
This ceremony re-enacts the custom of the royal court during the Joseon dynasty to ensure the security of the king and his court.
George G shares fond memories of visits to Europe’s many Christmas markets
From two viewpoints above the picturesque town, Paul Heymont enjoys the scene
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An exhibit organized by the Art Institute of Chicago explores another facet of the painter’s work
Does bring back memories, PHeymont. I recalling some of these games in your photos consuming significant quantities of quarters in my youth.
Quarters! When I started out wasting my allowance, the machines took nickels and dimes! (and they did take them!)
One interesting fact I picked up at the museum: When first introduced, the machines had no flippers, and therefore no control by the player of what was happening. Therefore, numbers of states and cities rules, it was a game of chance, and illegal. Once the flippers were added, it became a game of skill, and legal—although it took NYC many years to change its rules.