on the last day in NY
Mar. 27th, 2007 10:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bluelovesorangeI sat in a Chinese restaurant, and watched New Yorkers stroll by with their dogs, ate a lot of good food, and played with a tiny fruit roll up of a dog. He was white and wore a striped sweater of purple, yellow, and green.
Then I bought Overheard in New York and giggled all the way on the plane ride to Detroit, texted people, finally flew into LAX, and spent twenty minutes waiting for my shuttle to take me home.
And now that I'm home, I'm kind of feeling weird - (and a little plaguey still, but at least I didn't have the chesty kind that was messing with Dare, just the really really sore throat and the phlegmy cough) and displaced. I always feel disconnected after coming back from a trip, so I should be used to this feeling, but I'm always surprised by it. I miss having tea. And having gorgeous buildings around to look at.
On the trip, we talked about 300 a lot and I was talking to Mala about watching The Namesake, but now that I'm home with my super matinees, I don't feel like watching either. I kind of want to see if Letters from Iwo Jima is still playing anywhere, or just wait until Blades of Glory comes out. (I've decided I do actually like Will Ferrell. This is as big of a shock to me as it is to you, I'm sure.)
I'm going back into work tomorrow and I only hope that the manga section hasn't been completely burned down into the ground. Oh, and seeing all of my cool coworkers, of course.
Garlic mayonnaise. Seriously, that stuff is crack.
English breakfast tea. I take it the sugary way, because milk + sugar + tea = Greatest Invention Ever.
Clotted cream
the Chocolate. I had forgotten how good English chocolate is.
Berwick street
Irn Bru - my Scottish drink of choice
Marks and Spencers food (the cookies and the spaghetti bolonaise in particular)
the National Galleries of Scotland again and especially the portrait of Mary Graham
Mark @ the Budget Backpackers Hostel in Edinburgh - seriously, I have a rule now to find a crush in Scotland every time I go
the entire staff at the Jesmond Hotel in Bloomsbury. Really, excellent service here and there's full English breakfast in the mornings!
The Queen of Tarts in Dublin
Team America, Fuck Yeah!
Hot Fuzz
Becoming Jane
the wonder twins
The NY Crew
the Chinese Ice Cream factory
tours by Steve
Strawberry fields
Algae in a jar
Stress relieving breasts in Chinatown (you. had. to. be. there.)
I did go and embrace my Asian-ness yesterday though, and went to 99 Ranch Market (they've got a new food court now! With teppanyaki and Chinese Italian pastries!) and bought Hit and Marco Polo Shrimp Crisps. I also meandered down to Kinokinuya and managed to walk away with only a little stationery and no manga or cds. If I were to write a drama that I'd like to be in, it would be the most cracked out office lady situation ever, and stationery would play a supporting role. And there would be Johnnys, of course, but as complete geek roles.
Also, May is mighty close.....
Then I bought Overheard in New York and giggled all the way on the plane ride to Detroit, texted people, finally flew into LAX, and spent twenty minutes waiting for my shuttle to take me home.
And now that I'm home, I'm kind of feeling weird - (and a little plaguey still, but at least I didn't have the chesty kind that was messing with Dare, just the really really sore throat and the phlegmy cough) and displaced. I always feel disconnected after coming back from a trip, so I should be used to this feeling, but I'm always surprised by it. I miss having tea. And having gorgeous buildings around to look at.
On the trip, we talked about 300 a lot and I was talking to Mala about watching The Namesake, but now that I'm home with my super matinees, I don't feel like watching either. I kind of want to see if Letters from Iwo Jima is still playing anywhere, or just wait until Blades of Glory comes out. (I've decided I do actually like Will Ferrell. This is as big of a shock to me as it is to you, I'm sure.)
I'm going back into work tomorrow and I only hope that the manga section hasn't been completely burned down into the ground. Oh, and seeing all of my cool coworkers, of course.
Garlic mayonnaise. Seriously, that stuff is crack.
English breakfast tea. I take it the sugary way, because milk + sugar + tea = Greatest Invention Ever.
Clotted cream
the Chocolate. I had forgotten how good English chocolate is.
Berwick street
Irn Bru - my Scottish drink of choice
Marks and Spencers food (the cookies and the spaghetti bolonaise in particular)
the National Galleries of Scotland again and especially the portrait of Mary Graham
Mark @ the Budget Backpackers Hostel in Edinburgh - seriously, I have a rule now to find a crush in Scotland every time I go
the entire staff at the Jesmond Hotel in Bloomsbury. Really, excellent service here and there's full English breakfast in the mornings!
The Queen of Tarts in Dublin
Team America, Fuck Yeah!
Hot Fuzz
Becoming Jane
the wonder twins
The NY Crew
the Chinese Ice Cream factory
tours by Steve
Strawberry fields
Algae in a jar
Stress relieving breasts in Chinatown (you. had. to. be. there.)
I did go and embrace my Asian-ness yesterday though, and went to 99 Ranch Market (they've got a new food court now! With teppanyaki and Chinese Italian pastries!) and bought Hit and Marco Polo Shrimp Crisps. I also meandered down to Kinokinuya and managed to walk away with only a little stationery and no manga or cds. If I were to write a drama that I'd like to be in, it would be the most cracked out office lady situation ever, and stationery would play a supporting role. And there would be Johnnys, of course, but as complete geek roles.
Also, May is mighty close.....
