Too Late to Blog...

Went to another play tonight with my three lady friends. We saw Hairspray. And it was pretty darn good! On our way we stopped at a roof top hotel for drinks. It had a great view of the City and was a hang out for the "see and be seen crowd." Normally you have to wait for a table, but the four of us together are just bold enough that we walked right in and seated ourselves. Somehow it worked! We got a table right over top of 5th Avenue just as the sun was setting on the harbor. Yes, serendipity worked in our favor. After the play, we grabbed a taxi and headed to a famous icecream shop: It is called Serendipity. How appropriate is that??!!

We also managed this evening to stumble on the opening of a movie; it's the one with DeNiro and Pacino. They had the street blocked off and body guards were all along the avenue, with large wooden screens to shield the stars from onlookers. No worries, we crossed over that street like we knew what we were doing...walked right past all the guards and ended up on the red carpet where cameras were flashing to capture them all as they walked in. We saw Rascal Flats and others...there was one man who looked really familiar, but I just couldn't place him. He was an "oldish" guy with gray hair pulled back in a pony tail. I'll think of his name one day. That was a cool moment, but we couldn't linger too long because we were already calling it close to get to the theatre. We were torn between staying a little longer and getting to the show on time. Finally, as the minutes ticked away to show time, we scurried off to make our way to 52 and Broadway.

After the icecream shop we joined the "two Jeffs" at the little pub on the corner by the hotel. They had spent their evening there while we were perusing NY. Obviously they would rather put their money into getting to know the locals than taking in the sights and talent of the City. Boy did they have stories and "theories" to tell by the time we arrived well after midnight.

Finally...by 1AM, I had reached my limit of fun for one day. I've been out too much, too long, for too many nights this week. But, as much as my body says, "Lucy you're tired," my brain counters it with, "Who knows when you will be back in NY again." It may be a very long, long time. So...I can't help but cram as much into being here as I possibly can. You only go around once!! Who knows, I may never be this way again...