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Jun. 16th, 2007 11:00 pmTo start, a fast rant:
I have been on the subway/metro in several different cities: Montreal, Paris, Boston, Washington DC, and NYC. Of these, the NYC metro is by far the most confusing. It must be an initiation into the club to learn how to get where you're going.
Went into NYC today for no particular reason other than it was nice out and we felt like it. We decided to take the train, and most of the day was spent either on the bus (service to Summit was suspended due to whateverthefuck they are doing on Route 202), on the train, or on the subway.
I had never been to the Cloisters, so that's where we went. It always makes me feel guilty to get in using my corporate ID, but it's $40 in my pocket. It was amazing to see the Unicorn Tapestries. Although the unicorn is supposed to be an allegory for Christ, it reminded me that a very medieval (well, maybe not so medieval) mindset was, "Hey, look! A fabulous beast! Let's kill it!" There were several pleasant gardens, one with small sections devoted to medicinal plants, culinary plants, and magic plants (mandrake, rue, vervain, mugwort, etc.)
We went back downtown to the tune of more track troubles and had to get off before Canal St, where we were hoping to go Faulex and Fauxmega shopping. That was OK, because the friends we were meeting for dinner live at Prince and West Broad. I insisted on going through a nearby street fair, and there was a kimono vendor, probably from The Kimono House. Picked up a lovely deep green iromuji, only $30.
The heavens opened up at about 4:30, so we called our friends and asked to come over early. It's always nice to visit with them, and they were happy to see us. We went to dinner at a wonderful French/Moroccan place called Country Cafe, and there went my diet.
Trip home was harried - we missed the train uptown to Penn Station and had to get a cab. Then it was back on the bus to slog towards Far Hills. Tomorrow we really have to clean this place, it's a pit.
I have been on the subway/metro in several different cities: Montreal, Paris, Boston, Washington DC, and NYC. Of these, the NYC metro is by far the most confusing. It must be an initiation into the club to learn how to get where you're going.
Went into NYC today for no particular reason other than it was nice out and we felt like it. We decided to take the train, and most of the day was spent either on the bus (service to Summit was suspended due to whateverthefuck they are doing on Route 202), on the train, or on the subway.
I had never been to the Cloisters, so that's where we went. It always makes me feel guilty to get in using my corporate ID, but it's $40 in my pocket. It was amazing to see the Unicorn Tapestries. Although the unicorn is supposed to be an allegory for Christ, it reminded me that a very medieval (well, maybe not so medieval) mindset was, "Hey, look! A fabulous beast! Let's kill it!" There were several pleasant gardens, one with small sections devoted to medicinal plants, culinary plants, and magic plants (mandrake, rue, vervain, mugwort, etc.)
We went back downtown to the tune of more track troubles and had to get off before Canal St, where we were hoping to go Faulex and Fauxmega shopping. That was OK, because the friends we were meeting for dinner live at Prince and West Broad. I insisted on going through a nearby street fair, and there was a kimono vendor, probably from The Kimono House. Picked up a lovely deep green iromuji, only $30.
The heavens opened up at about 4:30, so we called our friends and asked to come over early. It's always nice to visit with them, and they were happy to see us. We went to dinner at a wonderful French/Moroccan place called Country Cafe, and there went my diet.
Trip home was harried - we missed the train uptown to Penn Station and had to get a cab. Then it was back on the bus to slog towards Far Hills. Tomorrow we really have to clean this place, it's a pit.
