Woke up Saturday morning deciding it's about time I do something noteworthy, rather than just my normal wander-the-streets thing. Thought hard and decided Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island is the way to go. Spent the next hour or so in the maze that is NY Subways during track work season (and I thought Sydney was bad!). Then saw the queues. And the security checks. About 45 million people woke up that morning with Statue of Liberty on their mind...
It took me about 5 seconds to decide in favour of saying Byebye to Ellis Island and Gday to wandering-the-streets again.
Was walking through Chinatown, then decided it's massage time (we already established this trip is all about me, right?) - so had a pretty good one at some faceless shop, only to find a very very wet and rainy Chinatown on my way out. Yes- most of Chinatown's charm is water soluble, once it starts raining, all that's left is just one big, slightly slimy, puddle.
I had lunch with Kerrie on Friday, to find out Saturday was her big getting-a-wedding-dress day! We decided that there is no better way to cerebrate the dress than a matinée screening of Sex&City in the actual city. The theatre was absolutely packed! Still we were lucky enough to get tickets to the 3:00PM show (lucky maybe not the right word. The obsessive compulsive in me actually booked those tickets a day in advance)... Movie was ok - a bit like an extra extra long episode of SATC. What was probably just as entertaining was watching the audience... With a couple of exceptions, it was close to 100% female... Now, I always knew girls behave differently when there are no guys around, but oh man... Loved it! Plus loved seeing the miles-long queue to the girls WC, while I had the entire boys WC to myself! I'm beginning to think there may be something about chick-flicks after all.
The original plan was for me to quickly change after the movie and head for the gym- I got some serious catching up to do. Unfortunately (or fortunately rather) after 3 hours of sitting in a dark space doing nothing, all I really felt like was sitting in a different dark space doing nothing but drinking. After a quick discussion Kerrie (she didn't require too much persuasion) and I decided it's all about Cosmopolitans at a bar on 8th Avenue, which was, as can be expected, pretty awesome.
At about 8:00 Kerrie announced she has to start heading home and I realised I'm minutes away from being late to dinner with SK, so we kissed bye-bye and headed our own separate ways...
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