Manhattan

This post will have to go without visual representation because the only photo I've taken since being in Manhattan was of my father and sister on the subway. This city is fascinating but you will never catch me taking pictures of the sights, it's just too touristy. Actually, I haven't even been to the sights. I did walk through Times Square at night but I've seen it so many times in the movies and media, so why would I want a picture of it on my computer? So, unless I later decide to post the picture of Emily and my dad at an awkward angle and under horribly unattractive lighting lighting on the subway, you will just have to use mental imagery. 

When Emily and I arrived in town we dropped my 125 lbs of luggage off at her apartment we made our way to the neighborhood Whole Foods to meet our dad. You've never really loved Whole Foods until you've experienced this one (corner of Houston and Christie). Among other highlights and new experiences of the night was the hotel where everything was sleek and silver and the elevators with purple lighting (spaceship?), Mexican Radio (also had interesting lighting), and the Off-Broadway musical we saw. The Marvelous Wonderettes is about four girls who are performing 50's hits at their high school prom and then return ten years later for their reunion. At one point in the show the girls came into the audience (very small, around 250 people) to collect the "votes" for Prom Queen. The mean character was collecting the ballots and then crumpling those that selected her opponents. Another character approached Emily and accused her loudly of sabotaging the vote. She continued to berate her to the amusement of me and the rest of the audience and then whined, "She doesn't even go here!" I enjoyed the entire show but that truly was the best moment.

While my dad was still in town the three of us visited the brand new annex of the Rock n Roll Hall of Fame which featured an exhibit on the Clash. I also got to see my half-aunt M.C. who lives in the city, go hang out at the New York Public Library, and see the Israeli film "Waltz with Bashir". Tomorrow I catch an early shuttle to Newark and then spend a long time wasting time at the airport because of my over prepared-ness.