" - Winnie the Pooh
Parking
Kity pointed out that I didn't talk about the turntables...oops! To be honest, I only saw the mechanism and heard how it worked. I never actually got to see it in action - bad engineer!
Our hotel in Nagasaki had a VERY narrow driveway that led up to it. Chrys pulled in with our Ark and we pondered how on earth he would get out when the time came. We unloaded and Roo and I went upstairs to get ready for bed while Chrys and Owl parked the car. Owl came up regaling me with how the car got out of the driveway.
Apparently, the doorman repositioned it on a giant metal disk on the ground and hit a button. The car turned around and one could safely pull out of the driveway. Unfortunately for me, that was the last time we were to have unobstructed access to the platter and get to play. Thus, I never saw it go. I believe the door man then took the car to the garage for Chrys.
The next morning, Chrys went to get the car out of the parking garage. He handed them a ticket and waited. A few minutes later, the car popped out of a garage door (again, something I know only via second hand information).
Chrys had more time to study when he took the car back and picked it up again. Apparently, they have a similar turntable at the garage. You drive the car in and it ends up on what looks like a giant car ferris wheel. (Today Chrys showed me one of the buildings. It's about 2 car widths wide, maybe 3, and probably 15-20 stories high.) Near as he could tell, upon entering, the car went round and round on a little tray until someone came to pick it up. At that point, one punches in the number of the slot, the tower whirs, the forklift grabs the car, puts it on the platter, it turns around and the door opens with your car headed the right direction and ready to go. Neat stuff!
Beyond that...everyone backs in...everywhere...to not do so labels you as clearly not belonging.
Our hotel in Nagasaki had a VERY narrow driveway that led up to it. Chrys pulled in with our Ark and we pondered how on earth he would get out when the time came. We unloaded and Roo and I went upstairs to get ready for bed while Chrys and Owl parked the car. Owl came up regaling me with how the car got out of the driveway.
Apparently, the doorman repositioned it on a giant metal disk on the ground and hit a button. The car turned around and one could safely pull out of the driveway. Unfortunately for me, that was the last time we were to have unobstructed access to the platter and get to play. Thus, I never saw it go. I believe the door man then took the car to the garage for Chrys.
The next morning, Chrys went to get the car out of the parking garage. He handed them a ticket and waited. A few minutes later, the car popped out of a garage door (again, something I know only via second hand information).
Chrys had more time to study when he took the car back and picked it up again. Apparently, they have a similar turntable at the garage. You drive the car in and it ends up on what looks like a giant car ferris wheel. (Today Chrys showed me one of the buildings. It's about 2 car widths wide, maybe 3, and probably 15-20 stories high.) Near as he could tell, upon entering, the car went round and round on a little tray until someone came to pick it up. At that point, one punches in the number of the slot, the tower whirs, the forklift grabs the car, puts it on the platter, it turns around and the door opens with your car headed the right direction and ready to go. Neat stuff!
Beyond that...everyone backs in...everywhere...to not do so labels you as clearly not belonging.
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