NYC ho!

     Now before I left and even before I went to the bank.  I'd emptied the dishwasher and washed everything in the sink.  They'd have 2 days, so I said what the heck.

     I was morose on the train ride in, my mood was bothered.  For one I was nervous about taking the I Phone into the city. Just my usual self doubting crap.  I listened to my pod casts.  I downloaded a whole bunch.  I arrived in Penn station without incident and headed for the subway down town.  I actually got on the wrong platform, cussed myself and backtracked.  Subway arrived and I was on my way.

     Got out at the stop and ascended into the city above.  It was a wonderful 80 degree day, some clouds in the sky, I made my way down the street.  After a good 4 blocks my mood had worsened.  I decided to sit my ass down and have a chat with myself.

     I thought..."I could just call and say something came up and take the train home.  No one would be the wiser."  I didn't want to be here I thought.  I blasted myself.  Calling me a spoiled brat even.

     I mean here I was in New York City.  A place I loved and had visited since Times Square was still the Times Square of the movie Taxi Driver.  I further admonished and chastised myself.  Who was I?  Who wouldn't want a nice weekend in the city.  Room and board.  Literally just a pure weekend of fun, conversation and a little beer.

    Money?  Well the train ride and subway fare cost me over $30, that would be the extent of my expenses.  If I was lucky my cousin would allow me to buy 1 or maybe 2 rounds of beer.  The concert was free and open to the public.

     I laughed openly at myself and it seemed to clear the mood.  Called my cousin and told him I was 2 blocks away.  He said the front desk would let me through.

     He is on a affordable housing plan.  The place he is in is just gorgeous.  On the water.  It was a 20 year lease, he has 13 to go.  He can't stay there so is already applying for other places. 

     I arrived, it was about 2 in the afternoon, he was finishing his ironing.  After pleasantries were exchanged he said he'd already eaten and put out some food.  A nice bit of anti pasto (if that is how it is spelled); chips and salsa.  I was hungry.

     We would be heading to Lincoln Center for the outdoor concerts.  We'd been there last about 4 or 5 years ago.  We got there way to early in the day.  Arlo Guthrie was singing.  Blazing hot day.  We shielded ourselves in our seats from the sun for 4 hours until the show started.  It was fun.

     This was slightly different.  Firstly the show didn't start seating until 5:30.  And it wasn't a blazing hot day.

     After I filled my belly and we chatted we prepared to leave.  And you know what that means.
To be continued...
Later