Cool Walking

[drcpunk]

Friday, bigscary hosted Columbia Games Club. I'd spend the day doing lots of errands, walking around in the mugginess. About 4:30, I took an antihistamine with one sushi roll and something called Summer Mint. This was mint and orange. I dunno if it was tea, but it was very nice and tingly.

I sat on a park bench from 5:30-6, fighting the resulting drowsiness and preping for the rpg I ran today. Then, I made my way to Saigon Grill, where mnemex's parents were taking him (and me) out for dinner, and dozed there. They arrived at 6:40 or so for a 6:30 dinner. mnemex's sister arrived a bit later, and mnemex a bit after 7, having been en route, I'm guessing, at about 6:15.

We ate a lot of yummy stuff and saw his sister's bizarre cast for her arm. Then, we walked to 72nd street and bused to bigscary, and I collapsed on the couch. I woke up and moved into one of the bedrooms, mostly napping until a quarter to 3.

By now, I was wanting to go home and collapse. Everyone else agreed wrapping up was a good thing. I was also groggy and dehydrated, and only able to drink a few swallows of the water mnemex got me.

As we walked outside, I had a dilemma. I really didn't want to go into the subway. But I wasn't keen on the idea of a cab either. mnemex and I had the same idea: We'd been told it was possible to walk across the 59th street bridge to our neighborhood. Maybe we should give this a try.

So, we did. After a false start, mnemex found a sign saying that a path was only for bikes and peds.

"We are peds!" I said, delighted.

So, we walked. And walked. And it was a bit scary as we got up high, and the extra fence wasn't always there. And the bikes rode passed us, and I realized that both directions took the same path with one lane for us peds and another, the inner one, for bikes.

But we got to the end of the bridge, and I even managed to look up at the tram, over across the East River, and at a ball field on Roosevelt Island.

We stopped briefly at a Subways near the Queensboro Plaza subway stop -- the elevated one -- and I used the bathroom, and weight was readjusted. Then, we had another 20 minute walk. We considered stopping in at a diner near 40th, but it had no airconditioning. We noticed that 40th street or so, where we'd stopped for ice cream on the way home from the airport -- well, all the stores were closed, and the block was barricaded. This, I'm guessing, is where the fire was. Man, I'm hoping everyone got out of everywhere all right. And we picked up lime stuff on the way home, arriving home at 5am.

And mnemex made lime sode for the game. It was really yummy.

Comments

[pocketnaomi.livejournal.com]

The lime soda idea made it home from Mexico! Yay!

[drcpunk.livejournal.com]

Apparently, it's been here in some form before. agrumer liked the lime soda, and said he'd made it before. What stopped him from doing it often? Lime juice is really expensive. So, mnemex picked up a juicer and some advice on cheaper lime juice brands, which, he noted, are probably closer to the Mexican stuff anyway.

He was also admiring the way the silver necklace caught the light. I gather this was your recommended piece -- good pick.

[pocketnaomi.livejournal.com]

Glad you like it!