Why did it take me so long to write about it, you ask? Well, I've been busy. Two years of busy, you say? Yes, damn it. Do you want to know about the trip or not?
So, Peter dropped us at our hotel and we settled in. Small room - pretty much as expected.
First order of business: dinner. All that footling around with the darn trailer had made us late - we were ravenous. We wandered over to 8th Avenue and found ourselves at the Brazil Grill. Within minutes we were enjoying Capirinhas and Picanha Na Chapa. Yum.
After dinner we wandered.
The next day we wandered some more. In fact, we wandered so much that we practically crippled ourselves. But oh, we had fun.
Washington Square Squirrel!
Battery Park hoarding
That night was the show. People talk about New York City being a village, and I'd always kind of bought into that idea an a hippy-dippy kind of way...but, man. That night, that show - Madison Square Garden was someone's backyard and we were all there sitting around the campfire singing along. I've never felt so welcome and so much a part of a big crowd - like we were all old friends. And I swear, I cried through the entire show (me and everyone else in the room). You can order a gorgeous DVD of the show from the good folks at Clearwater here. It's totally worth the $35. Unforgettable night.
Of course, after the show we were hungry. Footsore, emotionally exhausted and HUNGRY.
Fortunately, there was a Korean Grill House across the street from our hotel.