trip

new york was a good time.

well, it was a roller coaster ride of a good time.

took the light rail to the airport. my bag was searched and my cleanser and toothpaste were taken. my stomach was feeling unsettled. no dinner.

s and i were separated during the flight. j and his son sat down next to me. how lovely.

except.

in between stories of his first wife, his second wife, and all the ladies since, he kept hitting on me.

we took off and the turbulence never let up. near the end, i was shaking and trying not to cry and throw up at the same time.

horrible flight.

we took a shaky cab ride to pe's. some wheat thins and hours later, we made our way to p's apartment.

s, p, and i poured hearts until morning.

brunch. lovely. laid out. wonderful. brunch. nutella. tofu cream cheese. bagels. fruit salad. freshly squeezed grapefruit juice. medium boiled eggs. coffee. cheeses. tomato slices. grapes. mmm.

we took turns at central park, the moma, and soho. we walked around and talked, linked arms and laughed.

j, s, m, pe, p and i dined at sala one nine, with pitchers of sangria and seafood paella.

afterwards, drinking at le souk. the music was lively. as were the bellydancers. we also made a stop at lit and danced to the oldies.

i think i totaled six hours of sleep for the whole weekend.

our flight was cancelled on sunday morning. but my superhero bf got us home.

it was a full weekend, and i enjoyed it. and it is nice to be back.