we are going on a [manhattan] holiday (part 2 of 2)

yes, finally. part deux.

i told you all about tristan und isolde. incidentally, during a subsequent performance, a part of the set fell and tristan slid down stage. awesome.

L.B. and i stayed overnight in our swank hotel - having negotiated the "late" checkout of 1 pm. woohoo. we slept in, lounged about, read the paper, gazed out the window at our "park view" (!!) & generally acted the part of decadent youth. we even trashed the hotel room to keep it real.

we bad like that.

anyway, most of the saturday reverie escapes me. two things are amazingly memorable:

(1) so the hotel (le parker meridien) has a gym. the gym has book-marky things they leave in the hotel rooms to entice people to pay some ridiculous fee to use the gym. the advertising is hi-larious. prominently written at the top of the bookmark is: "there's nothing like a gentle pounding to calm your nerves". & "gentle pounding" is bolded. excuse me! how is that going to calm my nerves! aggravate them maybe. of course, it's a plug for the roster of world-class masseuses they have on hand. but talk about innuendo-driven advert. sex sells everything. including the gym at the parker meridien.

(2) we wandered a bit looking for food. found a mexican place quite near the hotel. the decor was kitschy-cute. the food wasn't so cute. it was fine. fine meaning we were mostly too hungry to care. for the most part. we felt ripped off though by the "mexican hot chocolate". which was weird tasting hot chocolate (not nearly chocolate-y enough) with a rainbox sheen on the top. the sort of sheen one identifies with oil mixed with puddle water. it looked like they'd put a pat of butter in the cup. ewwwww. L.B. had an explanation for this phenom, which is apparently de rigeur at india cafe (the cafe i went to in calcutta, where the "special coffee" also had this un-delightful sheen to it.) barf. double time.

we did salvage that experience by walking around in central park & climbing up on rocks & generally being a little bit silly. or a lot bit silly.

that's really all i have to say about saturday (aka day two of my manhattan holiday). super fun!!