She's a lettering goddess! He's a top firefighter photographer! Together, they're world travellers! And Pat Prentice and Tony Myers are in New York City this week, so how could we not see them?
We'd arranged to meet Pat and Tony at their hotel, and things might have started out a bit less exhausting had we remembered to take the hotel information with us at the start of our journey. As it turns out, I'd correctly recalled the theatre-district hotel but nonetheless we had to go back home just to make sure, so we missed our express bus. While Robin climbed the two flights to our flat, I stayed out on the main street and took a picture of the leaves juuuust starting to change on one of the local trees:
We'd arranged to meet Pat and Tony at their hotel, and things might have started out a bit less exhausting had we remembered to take the hotel information with us at the start of our journey. As it turns out, I'd correctly recalled the theatre-district hotel but nonetheless we had to go back home just to make sure, so we missed our express bus. While Robin climbed the two flights to our flat, I stayed out on the main street and took a picture of the leaves juuuust starting to change on one of the local trees:
We took the 10-minute walk, in way too much humidity, down to the local bus to get to the subway, which was as uncomfortable and crowded as ever. Our first stop was to Midtown to return our mis-sent duplicate comics, pick up last week's haul, and browse about for anything else that might be interesting. Then we hit Godiva to pick up a gift for Pat and some goodies for me (I visit them so seldom that it's a real indulgence each time I walk in), after which we strolled up through the Times Square area. There we saw a couple of Falun Gong groups protesting Chinese persecution:
I thought the simulated torture (the real thing still continues) and meditators were a striking contrast to the giant Target billboard above them.
We gave ourselves about 20 minutes in the hotel lobby to rest up (neither of us does well walking in crowds in humid weather), and after we all met up we strolled a few blocks over to Monster Sushi - then it suddenly dawned on me, just as we passed the Marsh 9/11 memorial, that I'd been in that area before on a Sunday and I was pretty sure... Monster... was closed on Sundays. Sure enough, it was, but there was a pretty good Chinese/Japanese place a few doors down so that's where we ate, and took this lovely picture of the intrepid couple:
We gave ourselves about 20 minutes in the hotel lobby to rest up (neither of us does well walking in crowds in humid weather), and after we all met up we strolled a few blocks over to Monster Sushi - then it suddenly dawned on me, just as we passed the Marsh 9/11 memorial, that I'd been in that area before on a Sunday and I was pretty sure... Monster... was closed on Sundays. Sure enough, it was, but there was a pretty good Chinese/Japanese place a few doors down so that's where we ate, and took this lovely picture of the intrepid couple:
Amazingly, their Liverpool accents didn't influence my speech at all - in fact, they were quite tickled by my American accent, and found it adorable that I pronounce the "r" in Marmite (Pat had brought a huge jar of the noxious stuff for Robin). I was delighted with the Harry Potter UK paperback that Pat had procured for me; as I've mentioned earlier those are the editions I collect, and I hadn't yet read Order of the Phoenix as I'd been waiting to receive just this edition. So I now have what is, to me, a brand-new Harry Potter book to devour this Banned Books Week - it's even #7 on the list! Alas, upon arriving home we were too exhausted for me to get through more than a few chapters, but I have two vacation days coming up tomorrow and Wednesday, and between the remnants of Jeanne on one day and visiting my parents on the other I think I'll get through all 900-or-so pages by mid-week...
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