I suppose I am past my prime, but let me assure you that there was a time during my career when I traveled a lot. My golden years. At the time, these junkets seemed pretty swell, hopping on a plane and flying off to cool places like LA, Boston, or Honolulu to... uh... how best to describe it? I'd arrive at the place, check into my hotel and then my body would carry my brain from one meeting or talk to another for a couple of days. The views from the hotels were often a bit of a let down, but this view of a roof mounted air-conditioning unit was pretty spectacular in the warm light of the golden hour.
