Zero visibility

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Short one tonight - I'm just about to go out and celebrate in Brooklyn with Diana and John - having curry, a fine British tradition! It's been a slightly emotional day - been edging towards homesickness, even though I got to speak to a few people (they charge for taking calls here!!!Swizz!). I've been thinking about Gran too - miss her ringing me, sending a card with crooked handwriting and a Joycean stream of consciousness... have a happy brithday best wishes all the best ... aah. Still, I've moved forward from last year - in so many ways.


MOMA was terrific - really. Everything I'd hoped for since I was an art-addled teen. Rather like the Tate Modern in its scope and style, but I also had the most outrageous lunch. Such a posh mushroom chowder (looked like chocolate sauce!), followed by a cofee sundae and a posh champagne passionfruit cocktail - my one sin of the week!!!

I tried to go up the Empire State afterwards - my old dream to eb there at night on my birthday! - and there was zero visibility. Puh. Story of my life. Am going tomorrow instead. The other story of my life is that I keep bloody trying.

Anyway, I have no idea how I'm going to spend my last day here tomorrow. Am getting exhausted - and increasingly poor! May or may not have access to computer in Cocoa Beach - depends on laptop situation - so I may write again next when I reach Miami (next Friday).

I don't know how my mind is going to accept all these experiences. I have five and a half weeks to go - including NASA and the White House.

So I leave you, swathed in my first New York rain, unable to see past tomorrow.

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Photos

Times Square Subway
Be shown where to go in style

Me in Times Square
Tired and bedazzled

Times Square
Doing what it does best