In a New York Minute
Several years ago, the Felagund family used to make an annual trek every December to New York City for the day. It was a nice day: time for a leisurely lunch, to wander around the city, capped off with the Radio City Rockettes' show, and followed by a walk back to the bus that involved an inevitable stop for sandwiches at Pret a Manger. Then, under
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I would not have been up for it yesterday. Maybe if you had had a leisurely two or three hours. I certainly would have loved to have seen you guys. But this was a very bad week for me also--ouch my shoulder.
So sorry about your terrible seats in the theater--the company that sold that package should feel morally obligated to inform people there are terrible seats included. Even the same-day discount TKTS vendor of Broadway tickets lets one know if the available seats really suck.
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My dad called to find out about our seats last week, and they couldn't even guarantee that we'd have seats together! Which triggered a mild panic since my cousin was bringing her two young sons, one of whom is autistic, and they would need to sit together. Thankfully, we were all together, but the seats did suck. It makes me wonder what we paid so much money for? The old trip used to cost around $100 per person, iIrc, and the one year we were only like 15 rows back from the stage.
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was sure to include "our men and women in uniform" in that syrupy glop of ritualistic goodness.
Looking on the bright side of the obnoxiousness, I'm glad she said women. Too many similar things I've heard over the years forget them. (And forget that military brats can be female, too, which gets on my nerves 'cause, hey, we exist.)
I'm not surprised you were tired after sitting most of the day. Long car trips are terribly exhausting for me.
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And gods, I hate the way those prejudiced "big city clichés" are spread... I was in Naples last year (which has a bad, bad reputation - among Germans at least), and everyday I could spot these cruise-ship guided groups being herded along Spaccanapoli looking positively terrified. I wonder what their tour guides told them. Naples is such an inspiring place and I think it's sad that some silly preconceptions make it sound like Europe's Mafia-infested cesspool. But then, I do have a weak spot for dodgy cities - next year's plans include Marseille (which has, oh my god!, tons of North African immigrants who are all plotting to abduct me to Algeria *irony off*).
(I'm not even saying there aren't any real "dangers" to be found in urban environments, but often those kind of warning make people all ( ... )
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