Sentences with phrase «hour walk in»

This tour includes a 1 1/2 hour walk in the jungle.

Lincoln Avenue Pet Hospital offers 24 - hour walk in emergency services in case of an emergency.

After a couple of hours he walks in the garage ad then we bring him back in the house.

Not exact matches

If I'm lucky, I get two hours with my kids, so my wife and I decided we would both put our phones down from when we walk in the door until the kids are asleep.

The three - hour walking tour goes through the La Rambla and Gothic Quarter areas of Barcelona and not only includes stops for tastings and drinks at local tapas bars but also La Boqueria, a well - known food market in the city.

In less than three hours, you'll walk away with a piece of art and a fun memory.

Between the long hours, the 24/7 amenities, the constant temptations, the intensive walking, and the dry desert climate, staying sane in Sin City requires a special level of commitment - not the drive - through wedding chapel kind.

When they walk out to the waiting car, 24 trays — some 1,080 cupcakes, or the amount that will be gobbled up in around an hour after the bakery opens later that morning — sit iced and perfect in the store's front two racks.

Buildings like 7 World Trade Center and the new Goldman Sachs headquarters, along with the recent decision of Condé Nast to move about 5,000 employees to 1 World Trade Center as its anchor tenant in 2014, are ensuring there will be no ebb in the number of office workers walking the streets at lunch and after work hours, he said.

From a practical perspective, a student writing a paper no longer has to walk to the library, spend hours digging through reference books, taking copious notes in longhand, then write and type up the essay.

Walk around any floor of the company's plus - sized headquarters in Seattle, and you'll see blackboards and posters touting the number of volunteer hours a particular team of employee volunteers has put in on a particular project, or the current level of the Partner (employee) Cup Fund, an employee initiative whose value is in financially helping partners in need, including this formerly homeless barista, whose story I tell here.

«My MIL wrote her son a letter a week before we got married telling him to think very carefully about what he was doing, as he needed to be sure he was marrying someone he loved and trusted... She later walked out of our wedding in tears, drove home (seven hours away!)

It's also why when the guy who made this video says it was shot in two hours walking around Toronto, I believe him.

British Airways passengers in need of a nap will soon have the option to zone out on hours of footage of people knitting, walking in the park and feeding birds.

Though my guards bustled me about rapidly to keep me from becoming a sitting target for kidnappers, they did take me for an hour's walk on the Lido, one of the most beautiful strands of fine - grained, wave - washed white sand I've ever seen, lined by formerly luxurious villas, not one of which had retained four intact walls or glass in their windows.

«Those driving can spend «just» 60 minutes in rush - hour traffic getting home, where they can spend their time walking to shops, restaurants or walking along the river trails.»

With Horwitz walking me through the process, I was approved by the state of New York in less than two hours.

I try to find 10 to 20 minutes to read and meditate, get an hour of work in before I drink a cup of coffee and walk the dog.

The idea of May 1 as a day for workers» rights was born in the US city of Chicago, where on May 1, 1886 hundreds of thousands of people walked off the job to protest long hours and harsh working conditions.

In the early hours of October 26, while Los Angeles slept, a man dressed as a construction worker demolished Donald Trump's star on Hollywood's Walk of Fame.

Within a few hours, he was lying in a hospital bed, unable to walk.

You could walk into a conference room or a happy hour and not be able to tell the staff from the most senior partner in the sense that everyone is encouraged to be themselves, contribute meaningfully and drive toward the common goal of meeting our clients» needs.

In this half hour exec roundtable, you'll: * Learn best tactics — such as A / B split tests, website heat mapping, mobile, and performance tracking * Get a walk through the best and worst tools on the market today based on Stewart Roger's own VB Insight Conversion Optimization report * Understand the impact CRO can have on your brand Speakers: * Stewart Rogers, Director of Marketing Technology, VentureBeat * Ed Fu, CMO, ZipRecruiter * Wendy Schuchart, Moderator, VentureBeat To learn more about the conversion optimization report, visit Insight.VentureBeat.com and get the latest research on the marketing technology industry.

Twelve hours of Kinder Morgan When they walked in front of the cameras with smiles that threatened to crack their faces, my heart fluttered.

My friend who goes to the gym a lot doesn't think about going for two hours, he thinks about walking in the door, then stays for two hours because he feels like it once there.

Mark Zuckerberg testified before Congress on Tuesday in a marathon five - hour hearing, and he walked away with a victory.

«Today we see the Christy Clark government spending money to re-announce a hospital plan that's been in the works since 2015, while Kamloops patients are waiting for hours in walk - in clinics and vulnerable seniors in understaffed care homes are not getting the attention they need,» Horgan said.

«The shooter has ceased shooting, and will soon abandon his rifle, blend in with the students as they escape, and walk free for an hour before arrest.

Yeah, I know a lot of people who were drowning in their own sp it and blood, that were then delivered a fatal stab wound, left hanging in the hot middle eastern sun for a few more hours, then treated with caustic herbs that are now walking around today...

On a lonely two - hour walk home from my piano lesson, seeing an otherwise ordinary sunset, I was suddenly flooded by light and absorbed in a sea of light which, although it did not extinguish the humble awareness of my finite existence, overflowed the barriers that normally separate us from the surrounding world.

«Villagers were coming into the camp after walking 10 hours on a trail through the mountains,» said Ferguson, broadcasting major at Metro State University in Denver and son of Riverside's pastor, Rick Ferguson.

For what do we long for when we read the Beatitudes, when we meditate on the words of Christ through lectio divina, when we join with Christians past and present to pray the hours, when we climb Teresa of Avila's «Interior Castle,» when we raise our hands in worship, when we eat the bread and drink the wine, when we walk the labyrinths, when like David we see that the night sky declares the glory of God, when we study the Bible in Hebrew and Greek, when we connect with a glorious line from Wendell Berry or Frederick Buechner, or Annie Dillard?

A bit of «back of the envelope» math quickly shows that «Noah's Ark» would actually have to have been an armada of ships bigger than the D Day invasion force, manned by thousands and thousands of people — and this is without including the World's 300,000 current species of plants, none of which could walk merrily in twos onto the Ark, nor the 400,000 species of beetles, nor the gnats that live for a few hours, nor for that matter, human beings!

Some of the same people who redicule this pastor will sit in drive - through banks and fast food joints for hours every week because they are too lazy to walk.

There's even this one guy who said of atheists: «Some of the same people who redicule this pastor will sit in drive - through banks and fast food joints for hours every week because they are too lazy to walk.»

They care for eight hundred animals, working long hours in conditions often uncomfortable and unpleasant because they love this soil where their ancestors walked, they consider themselves stewards of God's creation, and they feel called to feed the hungry.

I have also found myself looking into the faces of that diversified company of informal students embracing, for example, my colleagues teaching in other fields, as well as those other friends from all walks with whom I spend sustaining nonworking hours and who, ever and again even in the midst of play, put me back to work with «simple» innocent questions about the Bible.

How we took an hour and a half to walk one time around a lake that should take only 25 minutes, about how we stood on the bridge, and watched the moon fade into the coming day over the blue lake water in this western city in the country, how we ate blueberries they picked with their own hands, and we felt the wonder of it all, all three of us, quiet, and watching a ghost moon, together, and it felt like prayer, and a cathedral, and communion, and a gift, and kingdom come.

I'm no power - walker, and running isn't even on my radar these days, I just want to walk, to stop and look for the bald eagle that roosts in the tallest tree, to listen to CBC Morning Edition on my little earbuds, nod hello at all of the senior citizens that are my company at this hour of the day.

On a whim, I picked out a little red maple leaf, surrounded by the words «Made in Canada» and an hour later, I walked out with my then - nationalism inked on my hip.

For others, and for all of us at certain points in our lives, hours of solitude beckon, hours for sleep, reading, reflection, walking and prayer.

When Macbeth in the well - known speech is forced to confront the shattering reversal of all his expectations, he sees life as a «brief candle,» a «walking shadow,» an actor «that struts and frets his hour upon the stage / And then is heard no more» and as «a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, / Signifying nothing.»

They walked for much of the night, he said, stopping only to sleep for a few hours in the doorway of a church.

Richard, it's so through... Dominican Republic Sunday morning... moms and dads carrying their kids on their back, some walk more then an hour in the burning sun... Church is... on a piece of land stretched out blankets under the tree... they took of their flip flops... its a holy land... they don't have to fight about the color of the carpet, either the washrooms vanity or chairs style and colors... the have no chairs, no washrooms, no piano, no lights, no AC... they are sincerely seeking God, listening to the preaching and in the middle of the darkness they see the light, they hope for better... they ARE what I call the REAL church.

Once in the city, however, lodged at the Augustinian house near the Piazza del Popolo, half an hour's walk from the Vatican, it was another story.

Like going for a long walk, doing something creative like drawing or writing, re-potting my houseplants (strange, but this feels luxurious to me), a nap, reading a book for half an hour in the afternoon when I should be working, etc..

The only problem was that later in the day, about 2 - 3 hours later, I had terrible stomach pains and bloating; I could barely walk!!

i love walking so much, but even with my love for walking, i don't think i will enjoy walking in unbearable heat for an hour.

I destroyed it (with only a little help from Erik), then I made us walk around a park for an hour in an effort to be active even though we both wanted to lie down under the warm sun and succumb to our food coma.

Then we skipped dessert at the restaurant, hit the pavement and walked in quiet conversation for two solid hours around the streets of Mile End, trying to gain perspective and reach a place of peace.