New York Day 2
After staying up way too late, (5ish)I woke up for "10 o'clock breakfast" which was twelve o'clock breakfast and consisted of the best tasting plain waffle I have eaten (right up there with the one from the last post) and eventually bolting out of the house at 12-something (having finished 12 o'clockish breakfast) and hopping trains until we ended up in Queens.
The first thing I saw in Queens, which I will probably go back to get a good picture of was a stretch of amazing grafitti, I mean real serious art, tag after tag after tag. It was my first above ground train since arriving on the Long Island Railroad. We ended up in Flushing, Queens, which looks so much like Japan that it was eerie. The main difference is this was dirtier and more multicultural than the parts of Japan I mostly saw. It was like rundown Japan.
We went to a parking lot and then caught a shuttle to Spa Castle, a giant beast of a thing with seven pools (cold,colder, hot, super hot, kid, jacuzzi mcweird, herb) and hella saunas. It was amazing, like discovering an Onsen, and expensive. After some deliberation I ended up getting a body scrub which was thirty minutes of the most intense exfoliation, ever. I have never lost so many skin cells. It was amazing, there were parts when she was doing my upper back and neck where I very nearly proposed. :)
I was too cheap to buy the ridiculously expensive spa food and ended up eating a bean bun for lunch (1.50) that wasn't bad, but not adequate for what was six hours of spa magic, including a nap and beginning Moregasm and soaks and saunas galore. We took a car to subway and ate from a random little asian food making place, dumplings, friedish noodlish things and something called a tea egg, which is an egg made in tea that somehow tastes like meat. The dumplings were pretty much better than anything in Portland and apparently the low end of what there is. I am going back to Flushings to hunt down the best dumpling!
The day ended in a glitter house dinner party, which was interesting. I got to cool ravioli and make and bake candied pecans (so delicious, oh god, so delicious) and get a glimpse at the people Ari now spends her life with. Generally, I liked them all and even found them to be interesting, though the sheer complexity of their sexuality, or at least as it appears to me coming from a world of fairly simple sexuality, is very perplexing and will bear further ponderence. I think they just have too many terms or something, but I am nowhere near up on my cutting edge alterminology and concepts. I think I was too tired and shy to really partake but they seem fascinating, so we'll see.
Now I am going to bed bed bed, sharing a room with two fine folk from the day. Once more to awaken at 10-something and get somewhere by 11. Eh.
The first thing I saw in Queens, which I will probably go back to get a good picture of was a stretch of amazing grafitti, I mean real serious art, tag after tag after tag. It was my first above ground train since arriving on the Long Island Railroad. We ended up in Flushing, Queens, which looks so much like Japan that it was eerie. The main difference is this was dirtier and more multicultural than the parts of Japan I mostly saw. It was like rundown Japan.
We went to a parking lot and then caught a shuttle to Spa Castle, a giant beast of a thing with seven pools (cold,colder, hot, super hot, kid, jacuzzi mcweird, herb) and hella saunas. It was amazing, like discovering an Onsen, and expensive. After some deliberation I ended up getting a body scrub which was thirty minutes of the most intense exfoliation, ever. I have never lost so many skin cells. It was amazing, there were parts when she was doing my upper back and neck where I very nearly proposed. :)
I was too cheap to buy the ridiculously expensive spa food and ended up eating a bean bun for lunch (1.50) that wasn't bad, but not adequate for what was six hours of spa magic, including a nap and beginning Moregasm and soaks and saunas galore. We took a car to subway and ate from a random little asian food making place, dumplings, friedish noodlish things and something called a tea egg, which is an egg made in tea that somehow tastes like meat. The dumplings were pretty much better than anything in Portland and apparently the low end of what there is. I am going back to Flushings to hunt down the best dumpling!
The day ended in a glitter house dinner party, which was interesting. I got to cool ravioli and make and bake candied pecans (so delicious, oh god, so delicious) and get a glimpse at the people Ari now spends her life with. Generally, I liked them all and even found them to be interesting, though the sheer complexity of their sexuality, or at least as it appears to me coming from a world of fairly simple sexuality, is very perplexing and will bear further ponderence. I think they just have too many terms or something, but I am nowhere near up on my cutting edge alterminology and concepts. I think I was too tired and shy to really partake but they seem fascinating, so we'll see.
Now I am going to bed bed bed, sharing a room with two fine folk from the day. Once more to awaken at 10-something and get somewhere by 11. Eh.