A plan gone askew.
Saturday morning; the plan was set. I had taken a spare Liberty Island ticket from Gary and made my way out towards Battery Park. In the time between when Gary had got the ticket and Saturday, the company running the ferries had changed over and after seeing the 30minute queue I decided to double check and make sure that my ticket was still valid. After a quick 5 minute wait, it was confirmed to me that the ticket was still good to go. Into the queue I went. 30 minutes later and I'm approaching the ticket fellow; “mumble, mumble, audio” “I'm sorry?” “That's the audio pack ticket, do you have the other one” “mumble, mumble, Kill Gary”
The decision was to retreat from Battery Park for the day and hope that Gary had an actual ticket at home so I could return tomorrow. With that in mind, I wandered around lower Manhattan aimlessly. Wall Street was the first stop, where I got to see Trinity Church and the Stock Exchange before moving on to the Vietnam Memorial. With the voice of John in my head, I remembered that the Bodies Exhibition was only up the road so that was the next port of call. It was an expensive entrance fee at about $27 but the overall display was quite good. I wouldn't say it was worth the price, but still very interesting, no pictures allowed.
I had arranged a meeting with Gary for later on in the day and so we rendezvoused in Hoboken at a little Italian joint. After some mixed up orders, we wolfed our meal leaving us stuffed. There was some Italian festival (complete with massive Fireworks) on in Hoboken so the place was jammers and considering it was a penultimate weekend, some of the office guys wanted to go out. We had some problems trying to get in anywhere so retreated to the safety of one of the colleagues apartments where we settled in for a night of beer-pong.
I was woken at 11am on Sunday by the landlord looking to show somebody around. Ugh. Of course, the viewer somehow found themselves in Brooklyn instead of Bayonne, but I was up at this stage and wasn't going back to sleep with everyone wandering around. I spent the rest of the day tidying up and packing away as much of my things as I could.
posted by Andy at 03:43
6 Comments:
So you got to the Body show after all: pity it was a bit expensive but now you will be able to talk with authority about it! Why not just buy a Battery ticket? And what is the Audio section anyway. Sign of the times too that there was an Italian parade with fireworks but there are no pictures. Paraders are going to wonder where the resident NY photographer of their events has gone!
It was fascinating at S's over the weekend (see his comment on last Post) when a lot of the talk was of a sense of loss that the AinA Blog would be ending: your faithful audience, many of whom leave no comment, is going to miss it. But penultimate means there is one weekend left before return. Go for it!
In the meantime I have rooms to tidy, and Plnas to make. Our son is coming home. Make way.
Sounds like there's cleaning going on both sides of the Atlantic- you can feel the excitement building up at this end - I think another magnum of champagne is in order - the last one went down a treat in S's on Saturday!!!
Not quite sure how we will manage without the weekly blog - its been great to live vicariously through your American experience.....where to next?
Where to indeed... you may be waiting a few more days next week to find out.
Where to - did somebody mention Alaska?? Bye the bye, when you do return to the ould sod make sure I show you my photos of the bull, particularly the shot of the business end.... ah the memories.
Cough cough splutter splutter .... and so began my Sunday morning. I reached for my travel wash-gear bag and found the emergency antibiotics. Just about to drop a yellow Klacid tab, good for chest infections, but held off, just for a few minutes. Downstairs and toast with tea made me feel somewhat better. I then opted for the cough medicine instead of antibiotics. Fingers crossed, but not for long - ever try to blow your nose with fingers crossed? At that point in time I feel I have the right, more than anyone else in the whole wide world, even USA, to be a bad patient. I'm sick, I'm feeling miserable - nobody has EVER felt this bad .... Josh said "Stop moaning, moanbag". That was Sunday but today, Monday, I'm a whole lot better! So back to the Blogs! I reckon it was the run up to all out ill-health that had me unable to dutifully attend to the Blogs ... but not now .... BRING IT ON! Stop moaning, moanbag!
What is the bodies exhibition? Or is that just a stupid question? Beer-pong? Don't know but I definitely want to do it!
I believe you're out of that apartment now. I feel a sadness. I miss it already. I fondly recall the joy at sourcing the place, sleeping in the hallway, a mattress on the floor, stuffing anything and everything down the sink, storing a hula-hoop ... those were days of distinction. ... OK. Gone from there. Moved on. Somewhere new. There'll be more hallways.
The bull brings back great memories! And it doing business with Brendan ... or was that on Brendan? Check his photos!
Enjoy the days.
Delighted to see you are still in the land of the living, Moanbag. Josh has a way with the spoken word! As for the bodies try http://www.bodiestheexhibition.com/
Andy: Next weekend is ours! In the meantime be good to your host (Thanks again from me).
Can you get one more Blog published Stateside. I'll bet you can!
As for next week's here's a draft! Flight was not too bad, got to see Pirates of the Caribbean 3, well, some of it, I slept for a while. Arrived in DUB bang on time and family followed shortly after. Got back late afternoon and was in bed early but not before we had the obligatory meal in Hermitage. Up early this morning and into the heart of the City in less than an hour. We emerged to the sight of the Spire, not a bad re-start.
Ireland awaits.
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