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Friday, 12 February 2010 12:11 amMy day has played out like one of those good thing / bad thing stories. I'm in Manhattan! I love this town so much, especially now that I'm not poor.
The hotel check-in guy said he was amazed at the rate I got. And showed me two bills for people who just checked in at three times the rate. Oof. (yay priceline & research). hotel lobby was full of toy show-dogs. All yapping. There's apparently a dog show in the hotel. Just outside there was a drag queen in fishnets.
I just (10:30pm) ordered a burger from a diner with no worries they'd be closing.
I was eating this late because I did a dumb thing, which was to go see theatre. The first act of "Hair" totally rocked. The reason this was dumb? My back was in agony, and I left at the intermission.
So yeah. Lower back isn't pleased with my day in the car and short flight and bus. Apart from that, all is splendid.
My flight was delayed due to traffic pileups at LGA, but I got a standby seat on a different flight. Got to lie down in the hotel room for a bit, and look up 8pm shows. Cabbed to the 1/2-price tckts booth (omg, they're shiny now) and 15 minutes later I was in my *5th row aisle* seat.
I narrowly missed being molested by the performers... Dionne pulled off his pants stood on two seat-arms, and shook his junk in the face of the front row seat holders. That was in the first 5 minutes. I narrowly missed being kissed by claude. I did get my hair touselled.
So that was most of the high points; I'll save you the ice compress and Tylenol bits. Tomorrow I'm up early and off to the train up the Hudson to the Quaker gathering (sans wifi, I expect). catch you on the flip side!
The hotel check-in guy said he was amazed at the rate I got. And showed me two bills for people who just checked in at three times the rate. Oof. (yay priceline & research). hotel lobby was full of toy show-dogs. All yapping. There's apparently a dog show in the hotel. Just outside there was a drag queen in fishnets.
I just (10:30pm) ordered a burger from a diner with no worries they'd be closing.
I was eating this late because I did a dumb thing, which was to go see theatre. The first act of "Hair" totally rocked. The reason this was dumb? My back was in agony, and I left at the intermission.
So yeah. Lower back isn't pleased with my day in the car and short flight and bus. Apart from that, all is splendid.
My flight was delayed due to traffic pileups at LGA, but I got a standby seat on a different flight. Got to lie down in the hotel room for a bit, and look up 8pm shows. Cabbed to the 1/2-price tckts booth (omg, they're shiny now) and 15 minutes later I was in my *5th row aisle* seat.
I narrowly missed being molested by the performers... Dionne pulled off his pants stood on two seat-arms, and shook his junk in the face of the front row seat holders. That was in the first 5 minutes. I narrowly missed being kissed by claude. I did get my hair touselled.
So that was most of the high points; I'll save you the ice compress and Tylenol bits. Tomorrow I'm up early and off to the train up the Hudson to the Quaker gathering (sans wifi, I expect). catch you on the flip side!
