sign of the times

i came across two great signs this weekend.

one features everyone's favorite hotel feature, the ice and vending machines. i think vening machines are a spanish thing, derived from the verb "ir," to go. ven means they go. i can only surmise that vening is a mode of tourist travel during cold, icy weather, which makes sense at a hotel (in this case the doubletree) in the midwest. why vening would be on the 9th floor and not located in the garage, though, is beyond me.

the second highlights dayton international airport's family/companion bathroom, complete with signage as to how you might make a baby, g-rated style, and join the tarmac club instead of the mile-high one. i still belong to neither.

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