Tomorrow, I’ll be going to New York City to visit my daughter Dee. I might be a country mouse, but I adore going to New York City. While it’s true that the crowds and the city can be overwhelming at times, there are so many interesting things to see and eat in the city. Dee has lived there since 2000, which means we’ve done all the touristy things, from going to the top of the Empire State Building to walking across the Brooklyn Bridge. I must admit I’ve enjoyed all of them.
Because I have been going to the city for so many years, I’ve developed a bit of a routine, which gets folded into whatever else we might have planned. On Friday night, when I arrive, we will get Chinese takeout from a little place just around the corner from where Dee lives in Brooklyn. That little takeout beats anything we have in the Augusta area, where, admittedly, the bar is so low a snake could jump over it.
A trip to the Strand bookstore, with its miles and miles of books, is always on the agenda, and I hope to slide in a delectable donut from the Doughnut Plant. Their donuts are pricey—a single one can cost $3—but my oh my are they good. Some of their donuts are square—that’s right, square—and at times I dream of the coconut-cream-filled ones.
But on this trip, the cherry on the sundae, so to speak, is the play we’ll be seeing on Saturday night—Waiting for Godot with Patrick Stewart and Ian McKellen. To see both of these fine actors on stage together will certainly be a treat. (Dee has seen them on stage separately: McKellen in King Lear and Stewart in Macbeth.) The ticket is a birthday present from Dee. Thank you, Dee!
In the end, visiting with Dee is the thing. This trip coincides with her birthday, and on Sunday, she will set the agenda. As Dee is a movie buff, I know what that agenda will include, and I am gathering my courage to see 12 Years a Slave. When it comes to violent movies, I am something of a wimp, but as my friend Joel Johnson, also a movie buff, sternly reminded me, it is completely appropriate that graphic violence be a part of 12 Years a Slave. I don’t disagree, but I know I will have a hard time watching some of the scenes.
So tomorrow, off I go. I’ll bring my camera and my notebook, and I’ll make a report when I get back.
Until then, over and out.