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Thursday, May 10, 2007
Another late-night post. I am booked tomorrow,* so I thought I'd do the dirty work tonight. ------------- * 10 a.m. - coffee with former supervisor 11 a.m. - graphic design work at Bonner 3 p.m. - babysitting 5:30 p.m. - tennis with Penny v. Peter and Aaron (will the girls, who have more training, beat the boys, who are more athletic?) 8 p.m. - card games with Lisa and Jacob ------------- My Trip to NYC (annotated pictures can be found here) Penny and I hopped on the train to NYC around 10 a.m., finding ourselves in the city at around 11. We had discussed going to the top of the Empire State building, so since it was a beautiful day, we went up to the 86th floor and looked down over NY (and NJ). We could see fairly far, despite the smog. I was surprised how dinky Central Park looks from the top! It just occurs to me that I have been to the top of my fair share of tall buildings/structures (Empire State, Sears Tower, Baiyoke Tower II in Bangkok, Space Needle, St. Louis Arch), but not seen my own city from such a great height. As far as I know, the Library Tower does not have an observation deck. Anyway, when we were looking around, it struck me how flat this part of the east coast is. Somehow I manage to put that out of my mind on a normal, day-to-day basis (maybe the copious amount of trees make up for it?) that there are no mountains around here. One thing I will look forward to when I go home will be to see the mountains (well, that is if they're not hidden by the smog and smoke from the recent fires). After seeing all of NYC, Penny got a call from Bill and Noah who were also in NYC because Noah was getting his visa from the British Consulate for his internship in Scotland next year. It was just at noon, so we hopped on a subway train to eat lunch with them, but when we got there, discovered that they had already eaten without us. So Penny and I stopped in at this fantastic sandwich place, had lunch and decided to call the boys once we were finished. Penny kept on talking about how we were close to the British Consulate, so we'd probably beat them to the Consulate, but I had no idea where she got the idea that we were close to the Consulate. Literally, we got out of the subway, walked a block and ended up at the sandwich place. Well, when we exited the sandwich place and walked a half-block, I realized how she knew - she simply looked up and saw the GIANT Union Jack. I felt so dumb. The four of us decided to go to the Met. I was not really in favor of going (because I find the Met to be quite boring) but went because everyone else seemed interested. We got there and spent a long time in the Egypt section (apart from the huge room with the windows, I was quite disinterested) and then split up after the Egypt section. Penny and I went to see the stained glass and modern art, but after awhile, I was super tired (I went to bed quite late the night before and had to wake up early to get on the train) bored and tired of walking, so Penny agreed to leave the museum (she was fairly disinterested, too) and come with me to the Boat Pond in Central Park, which is where I wanted to go in the first place (but no one else showed any interest). The Boat Pond is a cool little pond in Central Park where you can rent a model boat and sail it on the pond. I have never done it, but I like to sit on the benches that line the pond and watch the boats and people go by. Penny and I sat there for a couple of hours, actually, enjoying the nice day, watching the boats, and making up stories about people who passed us by. Making up stories about strangers is so much fun...if you've never done it, let me know and we'll sit somewhere and do it together. After awhile, the Scotsman met up with us at the Boat Pond because he wanted to travel with us to the Yankee game. The three of us continued to make up stories for a bit and then headed northward to the Bronx for the game. We sat in the outfield bleachers (not my favorite - I think it's harder to follow the game from the outfield), which are apparently so rowdy that they've discontinued the sale of alcohol out there. My overall impression of Yankee Stadium was that it was just "eh." I do note, however, that it seems like they play music constantly during the game...much more so than the Dodgers do. I like the more frequent use of music. I also thought it was interesting that they sing God Bless America in addition to Take Me Out to the Ballgame during the seventh-inning stretch. Does anyone know whether that started post-9/11 or if that's always been the case? (aha - Wikipedia reports it's a post-9/11 tradition) The big bummer about the game was that Layne's purse was stolen during the seventh-inning stretch. The bleachers are a collegial place (unless you are ostentatiously anti-Yankee or against the Wave, which is HUGE at Yankee Stadium), so there was this group of kids (high school age, I'd guess) who came closer to our group to get in our pictures. Anyway, after the seventh inning stretch Layne noticed that her purse was missing and then figured out that the kids probably stole it. So she went to go talk to the cop and, just as she went down there to talk to him, another cop approached with her purse, which was found flushed down in the Men's room toilet. One word: gross. She initially thought everything was still there, but found after closer inspection that both her cell phone and a debit card (for an account having only about $7 in it) were stolen. But because no one actually saw the perpetrators do the crime, it's technically "lost property." So that kind of sucked, but it could have been much, much worse. We stayed for the whole game and then made the long trek back to Princeton. I think we ended up returning home around 12:30/1 a.m. Since I was in the city all day long (which takes SO much energy), I was pooped and slept very well, albeit I still felt tired for most of the day after waking. Quickly, tonight's LOST Episode (#20 - The Man Behind the Curtain) One word: fantastic. I just really don't know what to think about the whole Jacob thing. I think that if there really is a Jacob, I think that it might be the smoke monster. I also wonder whether or not Ben sees Jacob (maybe he can only hear him?)...maybe he agrees to take Locke to Jacob to see if Locke can see him, thus proving the "specialness" of Locke. I also wonder why the Others hated the Dharma project so much (and what the Dharma project was trying to do on the island) and I wonder whether they age, because that one guy looks like he hasn't aged a bit. I'm not sure what Jacob's message (if there actually was one) means and I have no idea what to think about Locke being shot/dying. That was a complete and utter surprise to me and, frankly, I'm still shocked about it. I don't think, however, that Locke will die...I think his wound will heal and, when it does, there will be hell to pay. - Jenny, 5/10/2007 10:24:00 AM |
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