Last weekend was fun and very busy. Stephen (Youngie) and Mari (Stephen's wife) were in New York City for a few days last week and into the weekend. I went down on Thursday and hung out for a few hours, then Liz and I both went down on Saturday. We were lucky in that it didn't rain, but perhaps a little unlucky that it was 96°F (36°C) and humid. We started off at the Brooklyn Bridge, then wandered to Wall Street. On the way to Wall Street I checked out some tripod heads - I'm definitely more comfortable with a pan-tilt head than a ball head. Once on Wall Street we got to see buildings like the New York Stock Exchange, and the place where George Washington was inaugurated as first president of the United States, which I thought was cool. Wall Street ended at the water, where there was a little bit of shade from overpasses and breeze from the river.
We jumped on the Staten Island Ferry, which provided us with a free ride out to Staten Island. On the way they take you past Ellis Island, where they used to process new arrivals to the US, and Liberty Island, which is where the statue is. You also get views of the entire Manhattan skyline as you go. There were some cool old boats on the river too. Once we got to Staten Island we went directly back to the waiting area to ride the ferry back.
One of the old style boats passes the Statue of Liberty
Stephen and Mari with the Statue of Liberty
Back in Manhattan we sat in Battery Park, which Stephen recognized from the game
Deus Ex. There was some shade there and a nice breeze, so we sat for quite a while. There was also a Spider-Man there talking to kids - he was carrying a backpack and was wearing tights that revealed his jockstrap and codpiece.
We left Battery Park and headed for the subway station, heading up town to go for dinner. On the way out of the park we passed a monument/sculpture called
The Sphere. It used to be in the World Trade Center plaza, but was damaged on 9/11 so is now in Battery Park temporarily. The subway ride was great, because we got on at the first stop the train was empty. We all had seats and weren't crowded in at all. After the ride we saw the Flatiron Building and went to Blue Smoke - a barbecue restaurant. Liz and I got ribs - the Kansas City style ribs were the best ones we had - some sweet potato fries (which were really halved sweet potatoes fried up) and baked beans. After that it was time to part with Stephen and Mari - they headed uptown, and Liz and I jumped on the train to go home, which was really crowded. It was lucky we got there 10 minutes before the train left instead of our usual 2 minutes.
Sunday started off with a nice looking morning, so we went through with our plans of going
tubing on the Farmington River with Tiff. There were storms forecast for the afternoon - Tiff's report said 4, ours said 2. We risked it anyway as it didn't look too threatening and the place told us they would warn us if it was supposed to happen. In the end we only got rained on lightly, and we were wet anyway. Tubing was fun even though there were hundreds of people on the river. I had all the best calls of the day - when we started floating I pointed at Andrew and said "Hey, Andrew! You tube!" I admit, it was bad, but very appropriate. I later made a great call about a frog that had lived to 15 or so, and then I said "And then it croaked?" One of the guys there repeated it and laughed about 30 seconds after I said it, which made it funnier to me. Anyway, back to tubing: there are 3 sets of rapids in the stretch where we were, and I think I managed to hit my back/butt on rocks during the first 2. By the third set I had learned my lesson and kept my ass out of the water. My lower back is still a little sore, I need to be careful about how I sit at times, but it's not too bad. Every time we went through rapids I heard Flanders say "I guess we know why they call them rapids and not slow-pids!" then Bart laughing and Homer saying "You are not my son!".
We went back to Tiff's place that evening and her niece and nephew were there. She put Kung Fu Panda on for them, and so I started watching it as well, but we left half way through. Now I want to know what happens, because I was only half watching the parts I saw because Danyella and Cyrus (her niece and nephew) we playing at the same time. I think it has something to do with Jack Black's Panda being (mistakenly) chosen as some big and important DragonWarrior, then a master, whose last student went bad, teaching Jack Black Kung Fu, because it is his destiny to fight the student that went bad.
I realized in the car on the way home why I liked it so much; based on that short description, Kung Fu Panda is Star Wars.