Rain, Rain, Go Away

It’s Friday, Friday….

I’m sorry. I had to do it. There are seldom few absolutes in life, but this is one of them. That, and the fact that you will get your period the day you decide to wear white pants.

Speaking of Friday: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qh8_jMI1OLU

My morning adventures in New York city can probably be summed up as follows:

1.       Nash and I part ways as we both had pressing matters to attend to: Nash had to get to work, and I had to find coffee.

2.       A Starbucks on every block, my ass. I had to walk five blocks to find caffeine.

3.       I am now the proud owner of a New York City Library Card and a NYPL Print Card

 [Random side note: I’ve seen more beggars in a one block radius on Franklin Street than I’ve seen in the entire city of New York. Where are they?]

I exit the New York Public Library to discover that angels decided to start bowling in the heavens. Loudly. With damp sidewalks, brisk winds, and loud thunder, the city became charged with electricity. And with umbrella venders.

Fortunately I was on 42^nd and Fifth and the subway station I needed was on 42^nd and Eighth. Unfortunately, I kept forgetting to look at street signs and ended up taking the most convoluted route possible. Let me draw it for you:

I ended up getting a very scenic tour of the area. Around 47th and Broadway, I encountered what only can be known as The Wrath of God.  Basically, the heavens broke forth, drowning whoever stood in its path. It wasn’t quite to the Chitzen Itza level, but it was close.

[Full story: http://mexicanantics2010.blogspot.com/2010/06/chicken-pizza-worldly-wonder.html]

I survived….barely.

Luckily, despite the rain, the flight was still on schedule. Yayyy. [I was worried, especially because I only had four hours to through customs at Heathrow, transfer the 45 miles to Gatwick, and get through security there.  During morning rush hour in London.] I entertained myself by watching a leash child run backwards down a moving sidewalk.

For the sake of brevity, I’ll highlight the trip:

·         Plane sat on the runway. For 4 hours. And they wouldn’t turn on the tvs.

·         Though it was a close one, the woman sitting next to me pulled out her secret weapon, and used her excess weight to ensure a victory in the Armrest Battle.

·         When a couple was bumped out of first class and reclaimed their empty exit row window seats, a resigned sigh was emitted by everyone within a 5 row radius.

·         The food was surprisingly awesome. The company? Enjoys reading over my shoulder.

As the day changes to night which changes to day, Friday switched to Saturday. Thus ending this blogpost!