Any Which Way to Smile

Glancing randomly out of boredom towards my hand today, the words printed on the under-side of the Snapple cap clearly stated It is physically impossible for ducks to walk without bobbing their heads. I was on another plane today, and I'd much rather just apparate to my destination than peer every now-and-then at the "My Flight" screen, gradually, slowly, making my way back to Florida. Long flights are within the top ten of things I'd rather not do. And it was a short, long flight.

Connecticut is among one of the places that reminds me of home... Not my home of course, but I do feel rather comfortable in jumbly, Northern towns like Norwalk. Driving there is incredibly mind-altering. And I wasn't behind any wheels.

New York... Sigh. Oh, New York. I can't believe something so amazing can be so tiring... Three days spent there (over the past two weeks) was exhausting and exasperating and brilliant and dreamy. Those are only words to describe... I'll have to pick a better time to get into situations that are interesting. I know we drank a lot of coffee. I know we entered a lot of Barnes and Nobles. I know we ate a lot of Chinese food. A lot food. A lot, lot, lot of coffee. And I stood in the middle of Times Square, and I took a picture with the Naked Cowboy.

There's a situation for you.

Christian was "hit on" by a bum. A joke, really. A creepy joke. And it cost me five dollars...

We shopped in the Square, I bought a Swatch.

We ate Chinese Food in... DUN DUN... China Town.

Museum of Natural History, of course... And the Chorus of Frogs exhibit was something of disappointment... But I got a nice red frog picture out of it.

Central Park was incredible.... Incredibly big and spacious, a whole lot of struggling artists... And CLOWNS. There's also a zoo. Bear with me, it was my first New York experience.

A lot of train rides for us, as well... Planes and trains seem to be my thing. And yes, it was at a train station that I learned not to drink Hazlenut flavored coffee near any bees nests.

...Also learned you must go to New York with money, when there are lots of neat clothing stores nearby...

We deserved those few lazy days afterward, I should think... Though, I must admit, it might have been a mistake for Christian to have bought the Sims 2. They should have a label... Big, red, block letters that say Warning: Side effects may include addiction, irritability with real-life folk, and lots of coffee consumption.

And in the end, we stood in the airport, saying our goodbyes. I picked up my bags to leave, all but my Snapple bottle, and realized I need more of a goodbye, jumped three feet and smacked Christian on the lips once more... That somehow, to amazement, caused some sort of an outbreak of happiness in the terminal. Cheering. Lots of it. I had to walk away... It was a little embarassing at that point.

posted by Tim @ 7:52 PM