Travel with a Beveridge: The pink accessory

Monday, January 3, 2011

The pink accessory

By Scott Beveridge

PITTSBURGH – It was time for me to buy some new smell good so I headed the other day to the men's fragrance counter at a mall Macy's.

It was supposed to be an easy shopping trip because I wanted to buy one of my favorite colognes, Code by Giorgio Armani, because it doesn't make me sneeze or smell like jasmine.

Unfortunately, that brand didn't offer a box set with a promotional gift. It was the holiday season and I wanted something for free in exchange for the nearly $80 cost of such a scent.

Prada lured me in because it didn't seem overpowering and came with a big bottle of aftershave lotion and something else in a small black box. I was expecting the gift of a golf umbrella or gym bag, and not something in which to store mascara. Or something in the shade of cotton candy pink, either, from this store in The Mall at Robinson near Pittsburgh International Airport.

Hey attitudes are changing, but it made me wonder if this was an advertising ploy to entice a woman into buying her man this stuff for Christmas if it came with something to give herself. And then the thought crossed my mind that some romantic soul might decide to buy this product for himself if it came with something to also give his wife or girlfriend.

1 comment:

MJ said...: I think a hint of jasmine hand lotion would be a pleasant surprise for the ladies.; January 4, 2011 at 5:05 PM

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WELCOME TO NOWHERE

Scott Beveridge grew up in Webster, Pa., a village along the Monongahela River that experienced one of worst environmental nightmares in the United States. His family moved there in 1960 about the same time the nearby zinc and steel mills ceased production. Those mill furnaces were to blame for the damages that awoke America to the dangers of air pollution. After their demise, the grass and trees began to return to the barren landscape that appeared as if it belonged on the moon. His short stories about that adventure appear under these links: Introduction: The warning signs were there

Part 1: Where the houses turned black - The murders killed our reputation - Steel wives were desperate - A cantankerous boom town - Dying for fresh air - A railroad to disaster

Part 2: Bad boys of Webster - The seedy side of town - Swept out the door - A storm was brewing - The search for plant life - Little hope for Donora - Another mill folds

Scott sends dirty clothes home when on the road

If you are like him when you travel, your clothes seem to take up more space in your suitcase after you have worn them. Take a tip from Scotty and mail yourself a package home filled with those dirty socks, underwear and T-shirts after you have been on the road for five or six days. You can buy a box and enough postage at the post office for less than $15. Postal workers seem to get a kick out of the idea, and they will even help you fold your box and tape it closed, too. Seek out a post office in a small town, where the workers have more time to gossip, while driving to a tourist destination. Now, you have room in your carryon to cart home your souvenirs, without having to worry about them getting broken or flown to St. Louis when your switchover is aiming for Pittsburgh.

He also hates road warriors; prefers to chill on down time

The successful traveler packs a personality blessed with patience and some understanding of the road.

Scott says do everyone a favor and STAY HOME if you are an anal retentive, control freak who spends far too much time complaining about life. When traveling, folks always take the risk of flight delays and cultural misunderstandings, or having companions who don’t wear watches or luggage and could land in Macon, Ga., when they are flying to Istanbul.

So keep a book or two in your carryon in case you are stuck in the airport in Haiti while rebels are burning tires in the streets and preventing the pilot from reaching the cockpit of your plane. That bag should also carry any prescription drugs you need, deodorant and toothpaste, along with a toothbrush, clean pair of underwear and T-shirt.

When you arrive, please don't linger in your hotel room. Go outside to meet interesting people. You can sleep when you get home.

Always take a moment to sit down and remove your shoes, like the old man in Hanoi, who is shown in the above photograph at the Temple of Literature in Hanoi.

And before you fly overseas, please check with the U.S. Department of State to find out which countries hate Americans the most.