Saturday, April 26, 2008

A New York kind of day

Well, yesterday was pretty busy. I met my friend Angi (who also just moved up here from Philly, although she lived in NY before that) at noon to take the train over into Manhattan for some shopping. A new pair of jeans was our task. So we took the train to 33rd Street. First, we stopped in the flagship Macy's.

You know that green painted area where the Rockettes dance in the parades? Yeah, walked right past it. And they seriously aren't kidding about "The World's Largest Store." Every time we thought we hit the top floor, there was another escalator. NINE huge floors. We weren't sure the escalators wouldn't just go right on up to heaven.

As we continued our search for the store we went over there for in the first place, we ran into this. The Empire State Building. And as we walked past, we couldn't help but notice the throngs of people waiting outside and the police half-blocking off the street. As it turns out, Mariah Carey was due to arrive any moment. We joined the crowd, cameras at the ready. She was supposed to arrive at 2:00; it was 2:04. We waited another minute before we decided that was long enough. Food was calling. So we left. Your loss, Mariah.

We found lunch, then the jeans. Then took a swing through Daffy's (which is apparently a big discount retailer. Not quite so cheap as Ross. Think Marshalls, I guess.) Finally, our feet were tired and I needed to head back for the rest of my NY evening, so that's what we did.

I have the best parents. For our anniversary, they thought it might be fun if we got to see a Mets game at Shea Stadium. The Mets are Scott's favorite baseball team, and they're demolishing Shea after this year in favor of a shiny new stadium, Citi Field. So even though our anniversary isn't for another month and a half, we decided to see a Mets/Braves matchup. So after shopping in the afternoon, Scott and I took the PATH train to the World Trade Center stop and got on the 2 train up to Times Square, where we got on the 7 train over to Shea up in Queens. If you don't like feeling like a sardine in a tin can, I would not recommend riding the subway from WTC to Queens at 5:30 on a Friday evening. At any rate, we made it, and in the last leg of our trip, were serenaded by this fiddler on the subway. He has a fuzzy hat.

Thank GOD he was in tune. And you can't really see it, but he's tapping a tambourine with his foot in time to the music. Impressive.

We finally made it to the stadium, bought some hot dogs, found our seats and enjoyed the game.

Braves take the bases in the first inning
Braves load the bases
Whee! Braves are on the board!
Accidental shot of the stadium, but it turned out cool.
A plane flying overhead. Annnd, there's the foul pole.
Scott enjoying the game
Chipper's on first. Who's on second?
Mets load the bases (yawn)
Bobby Cox gets thrown out of the game...nothing unusual there.
Braves win! 6-3

To prove we were really at Shea

The crowd also headed toward the subway...yuck

So all in all: I got my jeans. We got to see Shea. And the Braves won. Just a New York kind of day.


Kristin Ross said...

Yay! Sounds like a load of FUN, Steph! I am glad to see updates on this thing. I miss you and glad to see you are doing well. :) NY seems to suit you!

Meaghan said...

What a fun weekend! Too bad Mariah missed you - that's what she gets for being late. And I have to say I'm glad the Braves won. I don't like the Braves, but as you know, I am a Yankees fan. And if the Mets lose, that's a good thing. Of course, the Yankees barely lost this weekend, too... Oh well!

Nicole said...

Fabulous update! And so happy to see a photo of you and Scott!