Coach journeys and squeekings
Wed, Dec 13th, 7pm
New York was hectic, but good... and actually, not too hectic - there was a lot of sitting in coffee shops. I quite liked that - we didn't really do any touristy things, but rather were quite spontaneous. I dread to think how much coffee and beer I drank.
One touristy thing we *did* do was to take the free ferry to Staten Island. The ride takes you past the Statue of Liberty, and you get great views of Manhattan. Of course, when you're actually *in* Manhattan you don't really get to see the skyline in the same way. Staten Island itself is a dump, but we wandered around and got some coffee in a little cafe there, before getting the ferry back. By which time the sun was setting and the skyline really did look as it does in films ("just as you imagine it, with skyscrapers and everything"...)
Our return flight left JFK at 8pm last night, arriving 7.30 in the morning UK time. For once they showed some (by plane standards) good films (Little Miss Sunshine & The Illusionist) and the flight was good. But Lisa is a very nervous flier and there was about 1 hour of turbulence - which I spent uttering reassuring words, whilst surreptitiously keeping an eye on the film. It did, however, mean I got to eat her breakfast croissant. And because she was drinking rum and coke to ease her nerves, I drank red wine, which goes well with croissants.
I was planning to stay awake all day, thinking this would be the best way to combat jet lag. Didn't happen though. I slept all afternoon.
I am now on the bus to see Clare - from New York to (Old) York. I'm getting the coach, coz it's as quick as the train and only £4. The coach driver just stopped the coach and asked everybody if they could hear that annoying squeeking noise. Nobody could. But now that he's set off again I can hear it loud and clear. And it *is* very annoying, though I doubt in a coach-breaking-down kindof a way.
Oooh... I'm the proud owner of a new guitar from New York. And it had its first taste of England today!
New York was hectic, but good... and actually, not too hectic - there was a lot of sitting in coffee shops. I quite liked that - we didn't really do any touristy things, but rather were quite spontaneous. I dread to think how much coffee and beer I drank.
One touristy thing we *did* do was to take the free ferry to Staten Island. The ride takes you past the Statue of Liberty, and you get great views of Manhattan. Of course, when you're actually *in* Manhattan you don't really get to see the skyline in the same way. Staten Island itself is a dump, but we wandered around and got some coffee in a little cafe there, before getting the ferry back. By which time the sun was setting and the skyline really did look as it does in films ("just as you imagine it, with skyscrapers and everything"...)
Our return flight left JFK at 8pm last night, arriving 7.30 in the morning UK time. For once they showed some (by plane standards) good films (Little Miss Sunshine & The Illusionist) and the flight was good. But Lisa is a very nervous flier and there was about 1 hour of turbulence - which I spent uttering reassuring words, whilst surreptitiously keeping an eye on the film. It did, however, mean I got to eat her breakfast croissant. And because she was drinking rum and coke to ease her nerves, I drank red wine, which goes well with croissants.
I was planning to stay awake all day, thinking this would be the best way to combat jet lag. Didn't happen though. I slept all afternoon.
I am now on the bus to see Clare - from New York to (Old) York. I'm getting the coach, coz it's as quick as the train and only £4. The coach driver just stopped the coach and asked everybody if they could hear that annoying squeeking noise. Nobody could. But now that he's set off again I can hear it loud and clear. And it *is* very annoying, though I doubt in a coach-breaking-down kindof a way.
Oooh... I'm the proud owner of a new guitar from New York. And it had its first taste of England today!