Sentences with phrase «evening rush hour on»

A few hundred yards from where they worked, evening rush hour on California's busy Highway 17 was just winding down.

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On the other hand, an hour — even a day — can rush by when one is lost in thought, and after an evening of good conversation with friends, we look at the clock and say, «Where did the time go?»

The boyfriend, who spent his days snowboarding, routinely spent too long in there during our evening bath dates too, but he was never in any rush, whether for an obvious lack of nosy old ladies on his side, or for lack of motivation, having eaten really big rice and egg lunches at the top of the piste a few hours before.

We love: Happy Hour, the best time to get discounts on snacks, not to mention snag a seat at the bar before the evening rush (Mon. — Fri., 4 — 6:30 p.m.)

around midnight i began to question my decision to have a home birth, & maria was getting tired... she called in a second midwife for support & my doula arrived from another birth... i was afraid of the power - i hadn't felt it like this in kayenn's birth... i was afraid that i would come apart - even though i had to - i know now that coming apart is a part of the process... someplace in the middle of this birth i realized that i did not know how to do this - i was acting against the birth process - literally & emotionally... i had a mental idea of what it should look, sound, smell, be like... after some hours maria checked me again, i had been at 9 cm for 4 hours... she said to me, «some babies can come through at 9 cm, but yours will not, sokhna... sokhna, you are going to have to fight to bring this baby out... go into the bathroom, get in the shower & work it out... «so i did... i went in the cold bathroom alone & remembered every cold detail of kayenn's birth... i wondered if i could get to the hospital on time to have an emergency c - section & i began to cry... & as i cried i had to go to the bathroom - i sat on the toilet & the rushes came down like nothing i can explain - but they didn't hurt - it was just POWER!

Being on stage is an absolute rush — there are damn few things more fun than being a rock star, even if it's for just a couple of hours.

A dozen or so protesters carried signs that said things like, «Honk if you support legal borders» in front of the Sisters of Saint Francis property on Syracuse's Northside during rush hour Wednesday evening.

The difference is even starker for commercial vehicles: a four - axle truck crossing at rush hour would pay $ 64 to use the G.W.B. $ 24.75 for the Tappan Zee or $ 9 on I - 84 at Newburgh.

The results show that in Jakarta, Indonesia, travel delays became 46 percent worse during the morning rush hour and 87 percent worse during the evening rush hour, after an HOV policy requiring three or more passengers in a car was discontinued on important city center roads.

«My research team and I have spent a lot of time on Palmyra around this particular feature, but it wasn't until we were able to light up that world and extract data that we discovered this huge rush hour of sharks in the evening,» said lead author Douglas McCauley, an assistant professor in UCSB's Department of Ecology, Evolution, and Marine Biology.

If you have followed my snapchat (@ZuneraSerena) than you know my life these days revolves in the gym or my 2 hour each way commute to DC in rush hour and even though my arms can barely type from sore muscles today I just have a huge smile on my face and a never - ending burst of energy.

Our singles events London will always be packed as London singles work long hours, singles are always in a rush to be somewhere, none stops to talk - hell no one even makes eye contact on the tube!

While not exactly on par with action classics like Rambo, or even close to the guilty pleasures of Daylight or Cliffhanger, Bullet To The Head is an adequate odd couple revenge thriller in the vein of Rush Hour, Taken, or Die Hard With A Vengeance.

My wife and I went to the Morse Road location to look at their selection of cars on a Friday evening at the start of rush hour.

As Timmins noted the previous evening while I piloted the three of us from Ann Arbor to Detroit in rush hour traffic, I had the 1 - series M in fourth gear most of the time, the better to dive into holes in traffic at 90 mph and generally make a spectacle of ourselves on eastbound M - 14 in our little orange BMW rocket.

The irony of holding everybody's favorite auto show in a town that epitomizes modern urban congestion is not lost on us, especially during the 45 - minute evening rush hour drive from the auto show to our hotel.

I took the Mass Pike out to Worcester on a beautiful, late summer evening with the top down and wasn't in any rush, so I tooled along in Touring mode at 70 miles an hour.

Even before we got going on the course itself, complete with a skid pad, slalom couse and a circuit with a variety of sharp corners, the Renegade negotiated winter rush - hour traffic with ease.

Even on a sweltering July day in rush - hour traffic, the Eco A / C mode had no trouble cooling the interior, and if acceleration was affected it was subtle to the point of invisibility.

We lost touch for the first couple years after graduation, but reconnected on the train platform at Grand Central in the busy hustle and bustle of rush hour commuting one evening in 2007.

Don't bring your puppy home on an evening when you know you have to get up the next morning and rush off to 10 hours of meetings.

When we take a taxi back to our hotel, it turns out that even late in the evening it's still rush hour, especially on the main Sheikh Zayed Road.

Where these landscapes come into their own, however, isn't in the fighting or the on - foot exploration (which makes Gravity Rush 2's sleepy opening hour even more of a confusing choice since it robs you of your powers and drops you into a rather bland mining colony, only letting you out once you've engaged in prolonged hand - to - hand combat).

Repeatedly aggressively shouldering on the backpack of the Robot Kit didn't seem to have any kind of impact and we even took these things on the London underground during rush hour and they looked better than we did by the end of the experience.

This way, you can avoid two possible (and frequent) time management problems: the rushed speech at the end, where the speaker is racing through slides and mentioning a few words on each page to make sure they've covered all of the material, or the even more awkward problem: a speaker who stops with twenty minutes left in their hour, staring blankly at the audience, practically pleading for a series of insightful questions to help them fill the remainder of their allotted time.

It's six in the evening on a Friday and traffic is unusually heavy, even for the typically chaotic Friday rush hour.

Whether you want to do parallel parking for two hours straight, brave the freeway, or even face your fear of driving on main street during rush hour, we will be there to give you the instruction you need.

PPFA expects to see grassroots activists show their support for FOCA and memorialize the landmark Supreme Court decision during this morning's and this evening's rush hours by holding signs on roadsides and at traffic intersections.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.