We're hundreds of miles from Parkside.
There would be dinners, a Saturday night dance, slide shows and hundreds of ice climbing exhibits.
Hundreds of printed reports covered our premises like a winter blizzard making us look as busy as a toy store at Christmas.
Hundreds of little sail-boats swung to and fro close by, and the sea was calm.
With a swift motion, she sent the combination skyward where tack and bill joined the hundreds of others while she deftly caught the falling quarter to the cheers of the dinners.