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案例分析题在墨西哥度假Each year more travelers are finding their way to the sun coasts of Mexico; where ancient civilizations once honored the sun, modern sun worshippers are discovering superb vacation destinations. Airlines now schedule weekly flights from major national and international points to a variety of sun coast resort areas.The peninsula of Baja California provides one of the most splendid vacation sites in the Western Hemisphere. The peninsula is divided into two states: Baja California Norte and Baja California Sur, which are now connected by the Benito Ju rez Trans-peninsular Highway, so that the entire peninsula can be easily reached by car, as well as by sea and air. A chain of new hotels offer deluxe accommodations, but there are also numerous camping grounds, trailer parks and wayside inns for those who prefer casual-living vacations. At the southern end of the peninsula, La Pazi San Jos del Cabo and Cabo San Lucas offer rapidly expanding deluxe facilities to accommodate the growing influx of visitors. All have good accommodations, restaurants, sports facilities and meeting rooms. In addition, La Paz, with its duty-free zone, is a shopper’s paradise.Kino Bay, a coastal resort on the mainland near Hermosillo, is expanding and will soon offer new luxurious tourist accommodations.South along the coast are Topolobampo and Los Mochis, the former a ferry terminus serving La Paz on the peninsula, and boasting the largest natural bay in the world; and the latter a starting point for the Chihuahua-Pacific Railway trip which goes through the breath-taking Copper Canyon to the city of Chihuahua．Mazatlan, the sailfish capital of the world, has developed a large new resort complex to accommodate its many visitors. Famous for its jumbo shrimp and other delicious seafood, Mazatlan also offers seasonal bullfights, lively evening entertainment and big-game fishing. An international fishing tournament is held there each fall. Modem convention and sports facilities are available. Mazatlan is easily reached from other major cities by good high-ways and an international aiport.Puerto Vallarta, once a sleepy fishing village, is now one of Mexico’s fastest growing resorts. The red-tiled roofs and cobblestoned streets contrast with the luxurious new hotels. The annual temperature averages around 80°F., offering a perfect climate for parasailing, skin diving, surfing and other aquatic sports. Evening entertainment includes seafood dinners, floor shows and disco dancing that lasts until daybreak. Big-game hunting and fishing are also popular within this region of coastal Mexico. This passage is most likely（）
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案例分析题礁糊秀The most romantic time to arrive in Venice is at dusk on a winter’s day. Your water-taxi ride across the lagoon from the airport will catch the last velvety-grey streaks of daylight. You’ll arrive on the Grand Canal just as the upper windows of its palaces start to bloom with rose-coloured lamps or sparkle with chandeliers. In no other city does evening begin with such promise.Strange, then, that Venice should be so emphatically not a night-time place. However mobbed it may have been in daylight, darkness falls with the abruptness of a hauled-down shutter. The crowds of Asian tourists and schoolkits milling around seem to vaporize. In a hundred closed cafes, the espresso machines give an expiring hiss, as if at last slipping off their shoes and wiggling their toes.That is what makes Venice by night so magical, when the loudest sounds are those of footsteps and lapping water, and the modern world recedes so that in any Square or over any bridge, you wouldn’t be surprised to meet a hurrying figure in a cloak and buckled shoes; Casanova on his way to some assignation, perhaps.St. Mark’s becomes an enchanted place, with pools of the day’s flood still underfoot and mist wreathing the cathedral. But "nightlife" seems nonexistent outside the weeks of carnival each February. In a city so stuffed with historical treasures, the lack of a living, modern culture is achingly apparent, especially after dark.Venice’s only theatre of note, the Fenice, has only just reopened after almost a decade, following a fire. Clubs, discos, even cinemas are almost as hard to find as car parks. Nor is there the eating-out culture that governs the rest of Italy.Venice is not usually regarded as a gourmet paradise. Even J G Links, author of the definitive, eccentric guidebook Venice for Pleasure, suggests it has few restaurants worth visiting outside the Cipriani hotel. As a rule, it’s best to avoid canalside establishments with their menus turisticos; look for places down alleys. Remember, this is rice, not pasta country, offering some of the best risotto you’re ever likely to eat.When I first came here, aged 15, on a school trip, we were quartered in a girl’s convent school. Ever since, I’ve stayed at the Gritti Palace, on the Grand Canal, overlooking the Salute. Apart from its mixture of elegance and old-fashioned comfort, I have two reasons for loving this hotel. Alighting at its private landing stage completes the thrill of arriving in Venice by night. And it was here, 13 years ago, that Sue and I decided to get married and have our daughter.Gondolas operate until well after dark. It can be doubly romantic, with the Grand Canal in pitch-darkness and silent but for the churn of water buses and scraps of operatic arias that some gondoliers still perform.Latterly, Venice has been making more efforts to get a nightlife. There is a disco named Casanova near the railway station and a music bar, Piccolo Mondo, near the Accademia bridge. The city’s student population has created funkier areas around Campo Santa Margarita and in Cannaregio, the immigrant quarter to the north.There is also street music after all the smart shops have closed and the only merchandise on offer is fake designer handbags, set out on the trestles used as walkways at times of flooD．Around one corner, you may come upon a countertenor in an anourak, singing Handel; around another, two men will be playing selections from Andrew Lloyd Webber on a vibraphone of water-filled glasses. You think that sounds totally naff I can tell you it sounded totally wonderful. Such is the alchemy of Venice by night. It is implied in the passage that car parks（）
案例分析题水下旅馆In a bay near Almeria in Southern Spain will be built the world’s first underwater residence for tourists. The hotel will be 40 feet down in the Mediterranean. As all the world opened to tour operators, there was still a frontier behind which lay three quarters of the globe’s surface, the sea; in whose cool depths light fades; no winds blow; there are no stars. There even the most bored travelers could recapture their sense of romance, terror or beauty. For a submerged hotel is such a beautiful idea．The hotel will cost 170,000 and will be able to accommodate up to ten people a night. Up until now only scientists and professional divers have lived under the sea, but soon, for the first time, the public will be able to go down into the darkness. They will have to swim down in diving suits, but at 40 feet there would be no problem about decompression.Design of the hotel was crucial. Most of the underwater structures used before had been in the shape of a diving bell or submarine. Professional divers could cope with such things but ordinary people would run the risk of violent claustrophobiA．Then an Austrian architect had the idea of making three interconnecting circular structures, 18 feet in diameter, and looking much like flying saucers. They would be cast in concrete and launched from the shore. Towed into position they would then be sunk. A foundation of cast concrete would already be in place on the sea beD．Pylons would attach the structures to this. Once in position the structures would be pumped dry. The pylons, made to withstand an uplift pressure of 350 tons, would then take the strain.Cables linking the underwater structures to the hotel on shore would connect it with electricity, fresh water, television, and an air pump, and also dispose of sewage. Entry would be from underneath, up a ladder; because of the pressure inside there would be no need of airlocks or doors.The first structure would include a changing room and a shower area, where the divers would get out of their gear. There would also be a kitchen and a lavatory. The second structure would contain a dining room/lecture theater, and sleeping accommodation for eight people. The third structure would contain two suites. A steward would come down with the ten customers, to cook and look after them. Television monitors would relay all that went on to the shore so that discussions on the sea bed could be transmitted to all the world．Around the hotel there are plans to build a strange secret garden, over 100 yards square, of plastic shapes, curves, circles, hollows. This would have a dual function. First, to attract fish who would see it as a shelter and hiding place; secondly, to allow guests looking out of the reinforced windows to see a teeming underwater life.So far at the site a diving tower 33 feet deep has been installed for diving instruction. An aquarium has been built, and zoologists from Vienna University are in regular attendance to supervise its stocking. There are storage cupboards full of the plastic shapes for the underwater garden and there is a model of the hotel. All that is needed now is permission from the Spanish Government to start building. In the passage we are told that zoologists came from Vienna University to（）
案例分析题我初次造访巴黎My first visit to Paris began in the company of some earnest students. My friend and I, therefore being full of independence and the love of adventure, decided to go off on our own and explore Northern France as hitch-hikers.We managed all right down the main road from Paris to Rouen, because there were lots of vegetable trucks with sympathetic drivers. After that we still made headway along secondary roads to F camp, because we fell in with two family men who had left their wives behind and were off on a spree on their won. In F camp, having decided that it was pointless to reserve money for emergencies such as railway fares, we spent our francs in great contentment, carefully arranging that we should have just enough left for supper and an overnight stay at the Youth Hostel in Dieppe, before catching the early morning boat.Dieppe was only fifty miles away, so we thought it would be a shame to leave F camp until late in the afternoon.There is a hill outside F camp, a steep one.We walked up it quite briskly, saying to each other as the lorries climbed past us, that, after all, we couldn’t expect a French truck driver to stop on a hill for us. It would be fine going from the top.It probably would have been fine going at the top, if we had got there before the last of the evening truck convoy had passed on its way westwards along the coast. We failed to realize that at first, and sat in dignified patience on the crest of the hill. We were sitting there two and a half hours later-still dignified, but less patient. Then we went about two hundred yards further down to a little bistro, to have some coffee and ask advice from the proprietor. He told us that there would be no more trucks and explained that our gentlemanly signaling stood out the slightest chance of stopping a private motorist."This is the way one does it!" he exclaimed, jumping into the centre of the road and completely barring the progress of a vast, gleaming car which contained a rather supercilious Belgian family, who obviously thought nothing to all of the two bedraggled English students. However, having had to stop, they let us into the back seat, after carefully removing all objects of value, including their daughter.Conversation was not easy, but we were more than content to stay quiet—until the car halted suddenly in an out-of-the-way village far from the main road, and we learned to our surprise that the Belgians went no farther. They left us standing disconsolate on a deserted country road, looking sorrowfully after them as their rear lamp disappeared into the darkness.We walked in what we believed to be the general direction of Dieppe for a long time. At about 11 p.m., we heard, far in the distance, a low-pitched staccato rumbling. We ran to a rise in the road and from there we saw, as if it were some mirage, a vast French truck approaching us. It was no time for half measures. My friend sat down by the roadside and hugged his leg, and looked as much like a road accident as nature and the circumstances permitted.I stood in the middle of the road and held my arms out. As soon as the lorry stopped as rushed to either side and gabbled out a plea in poor if voluble French for a lift to Dieppe.There were two aboard, the driver and his relief, and at first they thought we were a holdup. When we got over that, they let us in, and resumed the journey.We reached the Youth Hostel at Dieppe at about 1:30 a.m., or as my friend pointed out, precisely 3 hours after all doors had been lockeD．This, in fact, was not true, because after we climbed over a high wall and tiptoed across the forecourt, we discovered that the door to the washroom was not properly secured, and we were able to make our stealthy way to the men’s dormitory where we slept soundly until roused at 9:30 the following morning. The Belgian family made their daughter sit in the front of the car because they thought（）
案例分析题礁糊秀The most romantic time to arrive in Venice is at dusk on a winter’s day. Your water-taxi ride across the lagoon from the airport will catch the last velvety-grey streaks of daylight. You’ll arrive on the Grand Canal just as the upper windows of its palaces start to bloom with rose-coloured lamps or sparkle with chandeliers. In no other city does evening begin with such promise.Strange, then, that Venice should be so emphatically not a night-time place. However mobbed it may have been in daylight, darkness falls with the abruptness of a hauled-down shutter. The crowds of Asian tourists and schoolkits milling around seem to vaporize. In a hundred closed cafes, the espresso machines give an expiring hiss, as if at last slipping off their shoes and wiggling their toes.That is what makes Venice by night so magical, when the loudest sounds are those of footsteps and lapping water, and the modern world recedes so that in any Square or over any bridge, you wouldn’t be surprised to meet a hurrying figure in a cloak and buckled shoes; Casanova on his way to some assignation, perhaps.St. Mark’s becomes an enchanted place, with pools of the day’s flood still underfoot and mist wreathing the cathedral. But "nightlife" seems nonexistent outside the weeks of carnival each February. In a city so stuffed with historical treasures, the lack of a living, modern culture is achingly apparent, especially after dark.Venice’s only theatre of note, the Fenice, has only just reopened after almost a decade, following a fire. Clubs, discos, even cinemas are almost as hard to find as car parks. Nor is there the eating-out culture that governs the rest of Italy.Venice is not usually regarded as a gourmet paradise. Even J G Links, author of the definitive, eccentric guidebook Venice for Pleasure, suggests it has few restaurants worth visiting outside the Cipriani hotel. As a rule, it’s best to avoid canalside establishments with their menus turisticos; look for places down alleys. Remember, this is rice, not pasta country, offering some of the best risotto you’re ever likely to eat.When I first came here, aged 15, on a school trip, we were quartered in a girl’s convent school. Ever since, I’ve stayed at the Gritti Palace, on the Grand Canal, overlooking the Salute. Apart from its mixture of elegance and old-fashioned comfort, I have two reasons for loving this hotel. Alighting at its private landing stage completes the thrill of arriving in Venice by night. And it was here, 13 years ago, that Sue and I decided to get married and have our daughter.Gondolas operate until well after dark. It can be doubly romantic, with the Grand Canal in pitch-darkness and silent but for the churn of water buses and scraps of operatic arias that some gondoliers still perform.Latterly, Venice has been making more efforts to get a nightlife. There is a disco named Casanova near the railway station and a music bar, Piccolo Mondo, near the Accademia bridge. The city’s student population has created funkier areas around Campo Santa Margarita and in Cannaregio, the immigrant quarter to the north.There is also street music after all the smart shops have closed and the only merchandise on offer is fake designer handbags, set out on the trestles used as walkways at times of flooD．Around one corner, you may come upon a countertenor in an anourak, singing Handel; around another, two men will be playing selections from Andrew Lloyd Webber on a vibraphone of water-filled glasses. You think that sounds totally naff I can tell you it sounded totally wonderful. Such is the alchemy of Venice by night. The author mentions a cathedral in the passage. What is the name of this cathedral（）
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