So these next few posts are more for my own personal journal (since I don't keep one) but you are free to indulge as well.
New York thusfar: We arrived at around 6 am at JFK airport. After a long Subway ride, we made it to our hotel (the Marriott Marquis in Times Square), and our rooms were ready for us (ok, quick note, Tim and I are not sharing a room-- we opted to split up in order to save money). It was a beautiful thing. We tried to sleep but I was too antsy to get out so we took the Subway down to the WTC site. Very disappointing, mostly because there is really nothing to see because they are doing construction on the new memorial. There is a tourist-trappy sort of Museum that costs $10 to get in. We declined the offer and headed back home because I was quite grumpy by this point (no food, no sleep=not a happy pregnant woman apparently). We grabbed a pita at a little joint in Chelsea and went back to the hotel for a nap. After the nap and a little Gen Con, we headed to Harlem, where our friends Elisse and Eric live. We hung out with them for a while, went to eat dinner at Chipotle (both of our first, and it was YUM) and then headed back to their apartment for E.L. Fudge cookies, Tagalongs ice cream, and conversation. We left before it was too late because we were getting exhausted again. And now here we are. Watching the series final of ER. And Rory Gilmore is the intern!
I watched ER too, haven't watched it in years. So dumb! Rory Gilmore, the intern, is delivering twins in the ER with Carter, who doesn't even work there... the mom hemorrhages and they're like, huh? Where's OB? Let's intubate the baby who aspirated a little mec. We don't need OBs or the NICU team, we'll just do it ourselves in the ER with Rory Gilmore the intern and Carter, who doesn't even work here. And we'll leave the dad standing in a pool of blood, alone. And look how cool it is to get in a big batch of burn victims! This is what we live for!
ReplyDeleteAgreed. The birth scene was TERRIBLE.
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