I was reading again and as a curious individual an article that made me think of a tune I used to sing as a young(er…) man when in the workshop

“Spinning Wheel” by Blood, Sweat & Tears.

What goes up, must come down
Spinnin’ wheel, got ta go round
Talkin’ ’bout your troubles it’s a cryin’ sin
Ride a painted pony,
let the spinnin’ wheel spin

Ya got no money, and ya
ya got no home
Spinnin’ wheel all alone
Talkin’ ’bout your troubles and ya
ya never learn
Ride a painted pony,
let the spinnin’ wheel turn

Did ya find a directing sign
on the straight and narrow highway?
Would you mind a reflecting sign
Just let it shine, within your mind
And show you the colours that are real.

Someone is waitin’ just for you
Spinnin’ wheel spinnin’ to
Drop all your troubles by the river side
Catch a painted pony
on the spinnin’ wheel ride…huh

Someone’s waitin’ just for you
Spinnin’ wheel’s spinnin’ true
Drop all your troubles by the river side
Ride a painted pony,
let the spinnin’ wheel fly.

So this is what made me prompt this memory…
http://travel.amerikanki.com/worlds-weirdest-hotels/6/

And why? Well living in France here in Paris we see never ending raise towards the stars as ultra hotels open, so what gies up must come up down?

All fun…