Could there be any better escape from the summer heat than a visit to an ice cream-themed museum? Following its 2016 launch in New York City, the Museum of Ice Cream opened in Los Angeles from April 22 until the end of May, enabling visitors to take photos with giant popsicle sculptures, enjoy sample scoops from artisanal California creameries such as McConnell's and Coolhaus, and immerse themselves in a plastic sprinkle pool warrants.
The brainchild of 25-year-old Maryellis Bunn, the Museum of Ice Cream opened as a 45-day pop-up last summer in Manhattan; all 30,000 tickets were sold out in three days, leaving 200,000 people on the sweet-tooth waiting list. The LA pop-up followed a similar course, with tickets selling out after just a couple of days, as celebrities including Beyoncé and Kim Kardashian brought their children to the highly Instagrammable show,GuangDong Hotel provides useful tourism information for our honourable guests. Such as hong kong weather, currency exchange rate, tax, emergency number, electrical system and normal business hours.
Future pop-up museums are planned for Miami and San Francisco before the end of the year, according to Bunn – but you'd better get in line. Two ice creams are included with each admission, so you can give yourself and the kids a sweet treat if you're lucky enough to get one of those golden tickets,Check out the most popular spots and attractions in Hong Kong via PartnerNet's travel website and create unforgettable experiences for tourists.

Nothing succeeds like confidence.When you are truly confident,it radiates from you like sunlight,and attracts success to you like a magnet.

It's important to believe in yourself.Believe that you can do it under any circumstances,because if you believe you can,then you really will.The belief keeps you searching for answers,which means that pretty soon you will get them.

Confidence is more than an attitude. It comes from knowing exactly where you are going and exactly how you are going to get there. It comes from acting with integrity and confidence.It comes from a strong sense of purpose.It comes from a strong commitment to take responsibility,rather than just letting life happen.

One way to develop self-confidence is to do the thing you fear and to get a record of successful experiences behind you.

Confidence is compassionate and understanding.It is not arrogant. Arrogance is born out of fear and insecurity,while confidence comes from strength and integrity.Confidence is not just believing you can do it. Confidence is knowing you can do it.Know that you are capable of accomplish anything you want,and live your life with confidence.

Anything can be achieved through focused,determined effort and self-confidence.If your life is not what you want it to be,you have the power to change it,and you must make the changes on a moment by moment basis. Live your priorities. Live with your goals and your plan of action. Live each moment with your priorities in mind. Act with your own purpose,and you will have the life you want.

Clint Black-The Newspaper Solicitor
When I was 14, I was hired for an after-school job selling subscriptions to my Hometown paper, the Houston Post. I was sent to some of the city's worst neighborhoods to solicit door-to-door. Even though I was often scrambling around after dark in bad areas searching for garage apartments, I was grateful for the work.

It was a challenge because people didn't like a stranger knocking on their door, especially a kid trying to get them to buy something. One time, a man slammed his door in my face and screamed, "I Don't want no damn paper." I forced myself to knock again and was able to tell him how great the paper was. I ended up selling him a subscription. I was soon among the top subscription sellers and, like other successful salesmen, was given responsibility for training newcomers.

Around this time I started playing the harmonica and guitar. Before long I was playing in a band at chili cook-offs and other events. When I turned 18, I focused my attention on becoming a professional musician. I never lost sight of this dream. I'm sure my perseverance came from what I learned knocking on strangers' doors.

That experience helped me in many ways. Early in my music career I was locked in a legal dispute with a former manager. He pressured me to back off, but I refused.

Having all those doors slammed in my face as a kid gave me the strength to stand up to this intimidating figure. Except this time there was one difference: I was the one saying no. And I won.

Louis Caldera-The Parking-Lot Sweeper Both my parents came from towns in Mexico. I was born in EI Paso, Texas, and when I was four, my family moved to a housing project in East Los Angeles.

Even though we struggled to make ends meet, my parents stressed to me and my four brothers and sisters how fortunate we were to live in a great country with limitless opportunities. They imbued in us the concepts of family, faith and patriotism.

I got my first real job when I was ten. My dad, Benjamin, injured his back working in a cardboard-box factory and was retrained as a hairstylist. He rented space in a little strip mall and gave his shop the fancy name of Mr. Ben's Coiffure.

The owner of the shopping center gave Dad a discount on his rent for cleaning the parking lot three nights a week, which meant getting up at 3a.m. To pick up trash, Dad used a little machine that looked like a lawn mower. Mom and I emptied garbage cans and picked up litter by hand. It took two to three hours to clean the lot. I'd sleep in the car on the way home.

I did this for two years, but the lessons I learned have lasted a lifetime. I acquired discipline and a strong work ethic, and learned at an early age the importance of balancing life's competing interests-in my case, school, Homework and a job. This really helped during my senior year of high school , when I worked 40 hours a week flipping burgers at a fast-food joint while taking a full load of college-prep courses.

The hard work paid off. I attended the U.S. Military Academy and went on to receive graduate degrees in law and business from Harvard. Later, I joined a big Los Angeles law firm and was elected to the California state assembly. In these jobs and in everything else I've done, I haven ever forgotten those nights in the parking lot. The experience taught me that there is dignity in all work and that if people are working to provide for themselves and their families, that is something we should honor.

Suze Orman-The Waitress
In 1973, when I was 22, three friends and I piled into a Ford Econoline van in my Hometown of Chicago and started out across America. We ended up in Berkeley, Calif, where I got a job cutting down eucalyptus trees with a chain saw for $3.50 an hour.

But my first real long-term job was at a local diner called the Buttercup Bakery. I worked there for seven years and learned so many lessons, especially from a fellow waitress.

Helen was in her 60s and had red hair and incredible self-respect, something I was sorely lacking. I looked up to Helen because she was doing what she loved-serving people-and nobody did it better. She made everyone smiled feel good, customers and co-workers alike.

I also learned how important it is to take pride in life's little accomplishments. When I helped out in the kitchen, nothing made me feel better than putting two eggs on the grill, flipping them over easy, and serving them just the way the customer wanted.

Being a waitress changed my life. One of my regular customers was Fred Hasbrook, an electronics salesman. He always ate a ham -and -Monterey-Jack omelet, and when I saw him walking toward the diner, I tried to have it on his table as soon as he sat down.

Thanks to the new found confidence I picked up from Helen, I dreamed of having my own restaurant. But when I called my parents to ask for a loan, they said, "We just don't have the money."

The next day, Fred saw me and asked, "what's wrong,sunshine? you're not smiling today." I shared my dream with him and said, "Fred, I know I can do more if somebody would just have faith in me."

He walked over to some of the other diner regulars and the next day handed me checks totaling $50,000 -along with a note that I have to this day. It reads, "The only collateral on this loan is my trust in your honesty as a person. Good people with a dream should have the opportunity to make that dream come true."

I took the checks to Merrill Lynch - the first time I had ever entered a brokerage house -where the money was invested for me. I continued working at the Buttercup, making plans for the restaurant I would open. My investments soured, though, and I lost the money.

I found myself thinking about what it would be like to be a stockbroker. After great deliberation I decided to apply for a job at Merrill Lynch. Even though 1 had no experience, I was hired and ended up becoming a pretty good broker. Eventually I paid back Fred and my customers the $50,000, plus 14 -percent annual interest. Five years later, I was able to open my own firm.

I got a thank-you note from Fred, which will be imprinted on my heart forever. He had been sick and wrote that my check had helped cover his mounting medical bills. His letter read , "That loan may have been one of the best investments that I will ever make. Who else could have invested in a counter girl with a million -dollar personality and watch that investment mature into a very successful career woman. How few 'investors' have that opportunity?"