Upon returning home from a long day of serving lattes and iced espressos to the tourists brunching in TriBeCa, desperately hoping to spot a celeb (pssss... they're all out of town), I returned home to take a little cat nap before a potential subletter stops by. Thats right, I'm vacating the City for August! Some much needed time apart is quickly approaching, which means I need to find a stranger that will not steal things, to basically pay rent for me while I'm away.
I'm shortly off to do a bit of training for my triathlon around dusk, cause its my favorite time to run in Central Park. The fireflies are floating around, the temperature has reached a tolerable level and things quiet down a bit. I paused my run to view a tango dance party at the south end of the literary walk (the famous wide pathway with all the trees over it). The tango is such a sensual dance. I love it!
As always, I ran by the Shakespeare in the Park and as I reached Belvedere Castle I heard them call for Shylock, which meant they were doing Merchant of Venice, which meant Al Pacino had just entered the scene. I stayed and listened to it for while despite having a tiny peak at the stage through the trees. Don't worry, I will do the whole come before dawn and sit in line waiting for the free tickets... and then tell you about it.
On the way home, while waiting for the train at the end of my run, a voice comes over the speaker announcing that, "Due to a police investigation, service on the N train has been cancelled" WHAT? You can't just cancel service!!! Ah! Several trains later I find myself walking toward my house on my street! Thank Heaven!
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