Last night, I was struck by the appearance of the lighted elevator units going up and down in the cavernous atrium of the Houston Hyatt Regency. With the interior lighting set at twilight levels, the elevator banks looked like a kind of gigantic video game — so I took a picture.
As I was snapping a photo my dinner guest, the Opera Buff, arrived and made some gibe about my tourist tendencies. We laughed, but she was absolutely right. I’m in touch with my inner tourist, and I’m not ashamed to admit it.