Friday, October 2, 2009

MILE 5727

Day 19. After our usual morning stop for coffee, we are on our way back to Massachusetts. We decide, once again to take the scenic route, where we discover strange creatures...













...and, along the Atlantic coast in New Hampshire, the best lobster meal...ever..,














Then it is down to Salem to visit a museum or something hysterical in nature. It is a dark and gloomy afternoon. Perfect for hunting Salem witches. Rounding a few corners and behold, the Witch Dungeon Museum (and gift shop!).
The reenactment of an actual trial with two performers and 6 dummies. (The dummies were in the jurors box). Then downstairs for several displays of the jailhouse conditions and the (dummies') final destination.














Day 20. Rhode Island hilarity.
We decide to get another state under our belt with a drive to Rhode Island for lunch. After seeing the sights of Providence, we settle on an outside restaurant amidst the yachts in Warwick. We sit down, sip our drinks, and watch as the waitress brings out a tray of food for the three ladies next to us. While two of the three are being served, we notice a seagull land on the abandoned tray, lift a piece of chicken from the third unlucky lady's salad and fly off. This is not noted or witnessed by anyone else, apparently. Her salad is served, minus one chicken slice. My potato salad is delicious.
Back on the road to Mass to cook dinner and prepare for the next day's journey into NYC.

Day 21. New York City.
Committed to an early rising, by 5:45am we are up and about. Except for Brian who is experiencing a replay of yesterday's potato salad. Dennis and Carolyn ply him with ginger ale and coca cola. I do a few massage techniques and we allow sleep to complete the healing.
Finally by 8:48 am we are on the road with Dennis at the helm, Carolyn and her gps navigating, and me in the back with Brian's head in my lap.
Two hours later in the town of Wallingford, Conn. we make a stop for coffee and Brian emerges a healed man. He wants to drive into NY. Good directions and great navigation (kudos to Carolyn!) bring us to our Manhattan parking garage between 23rd and 24th not even a block up from our digs.
Again, kudos to Carolyn for arranging this place. The Leo House. I believe it is run by the Catholic church as a training ground for hotel workers. It was simple, clean, safe and the best deal in town, apparently. The location was right up from the 8th St. subway entrance, and after check-in we are off to explore.
Carolyn and Dennis guide us to Times Square, around Rockefeller Center, and then up to 54th St. to do a recon for the Colbert Report studio. We have about an hour and prefer not to wait in line hungry. Just up the block is a wide variety of food choices and Thai it is. Another great food experience. Then back to wait in line.The show is an incredibly fun experience that a blog cannot do justice to. I really enjoyed the Q&A with Mr. Colbert prior to the show itself where we were told he would answer questions "out of character." And then the audience was asked if we were all aware that (during the show) he was IN CHARACTER? That was pretty funny.
Then it was back to the area by the hotel, a beer and pizza stop, and off to sleep.
Day 22. New York City.
Dennis wants to visit Times Square early to see the ABC or NBC morning show. Brian and I are happy to accompany him on this quest. We meander around the area for a bit, have some coffee (Starbucks), and head back to meet Carolyn for breakfast and then to head off for the day.
Brian and I decide to walk to the Empire State Bldg. It is fun and brusque. I follow the crowds to the 86th floor while Brian watches a small demonstration against China outside.
We then hop on the Grey Line bus and do the Manhattan in a day tour to the point of exhaustion, stepping off for the Staten Island Ferry, Rockefeller Center, and lunch in the East Village.

A "short" walk through Central Park, then meeting up with D & C at the Museum of Natural History.

Dinner at a German restaurant on E 24th, then we return to our hotel to collapse exhausted in our rooms.

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