If there is one thing I enjoy for breakfast it is corned beef hash. This is more of an east coast treat and well, I was on the east coast!
Sure enough a couple blocks away was a diner. I didn’t even have to look at the menu. 2 fried eggs, over medium, corn beef hash, coffee.
I was served by a cute gal, long hair, young though. It is always nice to have those movie notions of saying something like, ‘I can see it, You hate it here. Why don’t you join me on this journey I’m on…’
Alas no, I just sat and calmly drank my coffee until my food arrived.
So good! Nice runny yolk is the sauce for the hash. Great way to begin the day, especially after a night of shots.
There were only a couple of buses to NYC so I had to rush a bit. I was only able to say farewell to one of the people I went out with the night before.
She thought I was rushing to leave, but I was at the mercy of the bus schedule, that and traffic once I hit the City.
I would be getting into town around 7 as it was. I wasn’t sure about my friends schedules, what time they would be ready or if they had to work.
Once again I played with fire not buying a ticket, just headed out to the bus depot. I was likely sore at the fees imposed when buying online. I can assure you, they levy them at you in person as well.
I made it all the way to the ticket counter where I see a hand written sign reading ‘Out to Lunch back in 10 min.’
The bus left in 10 minutes! Sure enough this lady wanders in at the time of departure, munching on chips. I give her a head nod and she meets me at the window.
‘1 to NYC, for now please. Has the bus left?’ I ask.
‘There it go now, you can take that one.’ she replied and handed me a ticket while pointing behind her at a bus that had just pulled into the depot. Crunch.
That’s how they rolled in Providence. I was heading to the big apple, New York City!
I hardly believed it as we drove through the wet, soggy afternoon.
I wore a huge smile on my face the entire ride down as we lurched through borough after borough until we arrived @ 41st & 8th St.
Now I know what the sound of 10+ horns blaring at the same time sounds like, thanks everybody.
I found the route to my friend’s part of town, not even thinking about taking the subway, I was walking the mean streets of NYC!
I just kept on walking through Hell’s Kitchen, Greenwich Village. 41 gorgeous blocks just like Holden walked.
You just feel more alive in New York I cannot explain it.
Plenty of time for a hot dog, something I so rarely ate. Had a nice thick fruit beverage with my doggers too.
Fortified, I continued my assault on the city. Walked on Bleeker St, past CBGB’s, now a salon that sold clothes. Sell merchandise, not the dream.
My friends would meet me out later. They were going to a housewarming party. I was assured it was cool I tag along.
I posted up at a pub and got some beers while I waited. Beer was about 7-8$ a or what I paid in Oak Cliff for a pint. Dang!
There’s usually a ballgame on at night in the fall so I caught a bit of a game before my friends arrived.
They they were! So cool to see an old friend. Natalie and her husband Nick. I’d gone to college with Natalie, sort of.
Denton has 2 universities so a lot of people who live there work or attend college. I can’t recall which one Natalie went to. We didn’t have any classes together, she was art major and knew several people I hung out with.
She was a teacher at NYC school #832. It was great to see her!
We got pints and hit up a booth where I filled them in on my travel story. I think Natalie said I should write a book. I think that may be what I am writing now.
Soon we finished and hit the subway to a party across town, in the West Village.
It was a little awkward as I parked my bags into a nook of the room which was filled totally by a couch.
These were some of their friend who had actually lived in Denton for a time when I had moved away.
Sometimes I think about living in Denton again.
They had plenty of beer, a fire escape/balcony that overlooked the street. It was such a cool experience just having a beer out there watching people walk by.
I am fairly sure we took the subway a couple stops to my friend’s apartment. It was nice, air mattress sort of night.
Sirens howled in the distance.
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