May 4th, 2006ode to the city
Oh, the city.
You’re going to have to bear with me, because I’m slightly tipsy. 😀
It was a really good few days. My family is fun and we all had a great time.. although I will say that once my parents left, my sister and I had a bit more fun. 😉 That included sushi a few times, large quantities of vodka, two shows on Broadway, ridiculous flirting (all me, she won’t.. it’s sad) and lots of shopping.
My parents left on Tuesday for Israel—we’ve now heard from them a few times, lol, and they are having a fantastic time. The food is good (one of my mother’s fears), the hotel is great (another mom issue) and they haven’t died yet. 🙂 lol
On Wednesday, the sister and I walked 75 blocks.. ::cough:: Yeah, my bad. Canal Street was a bit farther than I remembered.. and we have blisters and sore muscles… and it rained a bit. Once we got there we shopped for awhile, bought nine purses and jewelry and etc., then proceeded to sit at an outdoor cafe in Little Italy and drank martinis at three in the afternoon. 😀 It was good times.
We took the subway back, got off on 42nd to buy tickets to Stomp, got distressed when we found out the Orpheum was on 7th and 2nd and went back to the hotel (on 56th) to shower and nurse blisters.
Then we grabbed the subway to 8th, ate sushi and went to Stomp.
FYI, if you go to Stomp, take earplugs and don’t be completely exhausted. It was good, but we both wanted to leave and we both had our ears plugged for the last thirty minutes. When it was over, we headed outside… and realized it was raining. Pouring, actually.
So, we trudged three blocks to the subway, laughing hysterically in the sopping rain. Then we proceeded to go in the wrong subway entrance… TWICE. We only realized it was twice because we passed these two guys three times and by the third time they got up enough courage to talk to us… and tell us we were in the wrong place. So out we went, back into the rain (twice) and then down into the uptown train. Where we waited… for fifteen minutes. Apparently there was a problem on the tracks. 😛
I woke up this morning to the sound of a voice over an intercom, advising guests that there was a fire in the building (WTF) and that we would be advised about what to do… I went back to sleep. Two hours later, still being advised. Fortunately nothing came of it.. it was only a small fire… ::eyes rolling::
So, shopping, sushi, Broadway, shopping, sushi, Broadway, sushi, shopping and pedicures.. that was about the extent of my trip to NYC. 🙂
Now my sister’s plane is stuck at JFK due to a battery failure (she’s peeved) and I’m at home, cleaning my house, downing vodka.
Ahh.. what a life. 🙂