|The last of NYC (as if...)
||[Oct. 15th, 2009|08:27 am]
Tuesday: Natural History Museum and dinner with a friend at Keen's, up in the room with clay pipes displayed on the ceiling. The Museum was everything and more that I'd heard/read about it. Dinosaurs and elephants, o my. Poison frogs and loud frogs and flying frogs and nearly-invisible frogs. The spider-silk fabric, the dioramas, the artifacts from so many different cultures...(how a horn spoon is made...did you know? I didn't, but I do now.) I could spend a month, two, six just in there. Keen's was Meat and the best mushrooms I've had anywhere.
Wednesday was business: going in with my editor, meeting people in production, art, marketing, publicity, making a short video, making plans for the future. Then farther down Manhattan to have lunch with a former editor. Then off to a shopping center to get a new laptop stand because the fan in mine died, and a warmer jacket than I'd brought with me.
Last night I packed some stuff in a box for shipping off this morning, and then packed almost everything else...finished that this morning except for the backpack, which I won't finish until I turn off this machine for the duration (that is, until I get aboard the train, where I will have power but not internet.) This afternoon the train bears me away westward, and I get to Chicago in the morning, when I plan to board another local train for Barrington to visit friends overnight. And Saturday, on to Texas. Where, rumor has it, it's quit raining on our place for a bit and I might not get off the train into a downpour.
I'll be very, very glad to get home! The trip has been wonderful in many ways, but home is home is home.