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I had to wait several minutes for the elephants to go by before I
could cross Fourth Avenue on my way to lunch today. There were
15 of them, all female Asian elephants, walking tail to trunk
from the train station to Seattle Center. Each elephant did not
have her trunk around the tail of the preceding elephant, as
portrayed in classic circus posters and DUMBO; such a policy
would have resulted in elephant poop on the trunk of the
following elephant.
The elephants were accompanied by elephant handlers and
motorcycle cops on either side and followed by a little herd of
circus horses and miscellaneous trucks. No one in the procession
wore spandex and spangles. They could have been serious working
elephants on their way to move logs in the north woods followed
by wranglers on their way to herd cattle. Well, no, they
couldn't, since this isn't southeast Asia
After the elephants and horses went by, I went to Sun Ya and
joined some friends for dim sum. 'Sorry I was late,' I said.
'Held up by elephants. Terrible traffic jam.' |