September 30th – October 6th
2013
5
+ 6
New
York City – Cape Cod trip, described above.
4
Anniversary
– 10 long years together. A while back J. talked about our marriage
and badly phrased one sentenced and said we have been together for
almost ten long years. Very funny. Still going strong. Work day. Warm
and humid. Nothing special – except our anniversary. Store. School.
Laundry. Some packing for NYC – Boston trip. Planning the trip.
Pistachio cupcakes as a cake (I had to get some groceries for the
trip). I met J. by the hospital in the evening. 10 long years
together. And counting. AND COUNTING …
3
Work
day. Warm and humid. Nothing special. ANOTHER DAY.
2
Some
errands and monkey business with documents and plans. Also tired from
previous day. Subway to the Roosevelt Island (East river, between
Manhattan and Queens). Relatively narrow and about 2.5 miles long
island. Bus to the top of the island – hospital. Short walk to the
Lighthouse park – few trees, fenced lighthouse (the land was
damaged). Nice views of Manhattan, Bronx, and Queens. Walk along
“Manhattan” side all the way down – somewhat sunny and warm.
Pretty nice views, bridge, birds, few boats. Roosevelt Park –
interesting monument on the bottom of the island – also very new.
Geometrical structure, lined up trees and big sculpture of FDR head.
Somewhat foggy. Some fenced and abandoned structure in the park. Walk
back – next the the bridge and subway station was a station for
aerial tram. Along the bridge there are cables and on those there is
tram service between the island and Manhattan. The views were
somewhat obstructed by the bridge, but it was still pretty amazing
experience. Short walk – subway – bus – walk – Costco (some
things has to get done, like groceries) – bus – subway – home.
Read – relax – television – ready for work. LIFE IS LIFE.
1
5:05 am alarm
clock. Leave the garage around 6.12 am. Another shot to take
Queensboro Bridge. An accident on FDR road – city streets, not too
bad, cross the bridge and get on the freeway. It was more less fine,
most of the traffic going the other way. Driving and driving. Sun
rising and killing our eyes. The freeway to New York City was closed,
there was some serious accident. Later we had some accident on our
freeway – enough time to leave it and take different route. Nothing
special – not much to see from the road. And going … going …
going. Heading to the Montauk. Stop at the state park beach (forgot
the name). Empty. Nice beach. Ocean. Shells. Town of Montauk, the
train station (over four hours ride from NYC). Another six miles to
the Montauk state park where is the loop and no more road. Ocean.
Lighthouse. Parking lot – big one. Park. 9:47. Lighthouse opened at
10:30. Along the beach. Birds. Animals. Rocks. Shells – J. picked
up bunch of those. Breezy, sunny and incredibly pleasant. Lighthouse
– still operational. Well maintained. Tickets. First ones to climb
the light tower – many steps up. Talk to the lady and enjoy amazing
views of the area and ocean. Nice museum done from the keepers house.
Earlier we drove through some parts of Hamptons – unimpressive and
kind of boring, we as well did not see much as we did not have much
interest. From the park we drove back, few stops along the way. Great
weather. Sag Harbor. Park. Walk along the main street. Some stores.
Interesting but nothing super special. Decided to take two ferries
and cross on the other fork of Long Island. In the middle was Shelter
Island (several miles of really pleasant road).
Nice small
ferries and almost no waiting. Pretty cool. Drive to the end –
Orient point. For several miles followed by the cop. Nice, nicer than
Hamptons area. More authentic and more nature left untouched. Orient
point – ferry – walk on the beach to the end – shells and rocks
– man walking the dog (few minutes of talking: dog from Canada,
truck driver, bipolar, friend died in the truck that felt into the
ocean from the ferry close by, Plum Island (visible) is home to
Animal disease government facility). Interesting. End of the land:
cable crossing (perhaps electricity to the island). Beach state park
– strip of land between ocean and marshes – really pretty, beach
at the end. Driving back (getting late). Looking for place to eat –
not many options. Few stops. Riverhead – interestingly looking
town, river, nice promenade. Farm restaurant (great according to
Yelp). Found. It used to be normal house. Parked (horrible parking
situation). Inside. Sandwiches (normal prices). Meals between 28 –
40 dollars. No fish and chips that we were craving. Just sandwiches –
mediocre, unfortunately. Back to NYC. Few miles on smaller road but
nothing special to see (two planes on display next to huge fenced
area – military perhaps). Freeway 495 and direction NYC. Drive and
drive. Traffic – heavier but fine. Toll bridge. Bronx. Manhattan.
Back home at 7.47. Tired and done. GREAT DAY.
30
J.'s
birthday (probably around about maybe 19 I guess) – HAPPY BIRTHDAY.
Slept in. Nice and pleasant weather. Thinking about breakfast but we
could not find any suitable option – looking and looking, too much
research, too much looking. Kind of painful indecision moment –
walk to the supermarket to get supplies for pancakes. Breakfast at
Tiffany – that did not happen, there was the breakfast in the
apartment in Harlem. Day saved. Time to relax and to figure out the
plan for the day. Slow to create the plan. By surprise I found two
tickets for the Daily Show taping, we reserved them with the note
that there is no guarantee entry. We took a chance and subway and
showed up by the studio and ended up at the end of the line to
receive the “waiting tickets” (2.30 pm). We walked along the
river (big ass cruise ship parked there), Port Authority Bus Terminal
and cupcake shop. Birthday cupcake. Walk back to studio. Long line,
waiting, waiting, waiting, instruction, instruction, waiting, waiting
– two people before us at the moment when they stop letting people
in. Sad. It sucked. VIP tickets for some other day. Subway back home
– the door on one of the cars broken – twenty minutes waiting in
the station. Ethiopian restaurant (J. choice for dinner) – found.
It was closed. Kind of sad – no entry to the show, broken subway,
closed restaurant. Some guy dropped the bag with liquor after bumping
to me, small argument. Home, dinner, movie. HAPPY BIRTHADAY.
