I went to NYC from Thursday to Sunday as a 21st birthday treat to myself. Just a quick post – here’s some of the stuff I did …
- Ate New York cheesecake, which tastes of evil.
- Saw Curtains (twice) and Chicago – John Kander will probably live off me for a week.
- Told David Hyde Pierce he’s a genius. (‘Cause I bet he never gets that …)
- Gazed at Ian McKellen and Vanessa Redgrave from a distance, but was too intimidated by their awesomeness to approach.
- Passed Rufus Wainwright on 8th Avenue … I think.
- Went into a pub solely because it was called Robert Emmetts, only to be charged $7 for a bottle of Corona. Patriotism doesn’t pay!
- Tipped a street rapper for ingeniously rhyming Eimear with ‘dreamer’. (Boston Dreamer would have been a much less strange blog title, wouldn’t it?)
- Had a mini crisis because I felt unmoved at Ground Zero.
- Got the ferry out to the Statue of Liberty, but wasn’t allowed up the plinth.
- Went to the top of the Empire State Building after midnight.
- Exercised extreme willpower in the MTV Store, the Apple Store, and M&Ms World.
- Loosely grasped the rules of baseball while watching the Yankees play the Blue … Somethings.
Some pictures … first, the NY Times. So shiny!
Blurry pic of me with DHP. It’s him, I swear.
Terrifying Statue of Liberty guys in Battery Park. They look decidedly X Files to me.
My hamfisted self-photography on the ferry over to the Statue of Liberty.
Statue of Liberty and blimp: two great American icons.
Resisting doing the torch pose.
A sculpture in Battery Park representing immigrant suffering … and a guy in a Spiderman suit. I love America.
Me in Central Park.
Beardy Ian McKellen! In a fedora! Awww …
