Random adventures

We were waiting on a train the other day and there was a lady singing folk music on our platform. She was the best I've heard so far. She sang "Will the Circle Be Unbroken" and I cried. About 50 people clapped when she finished that song. An older Hispanic guy gave her 2 thumbs up and $5. Hannah gave her a dollar.

There's always a show going on somewhere around here. Every weekend that we've gone to Manhattan we've seen acrobatic/dancing street performers. We're starting to get why people love NY.

Then there's the woman at the coffee shop. I say "Coffee Shop" but the sign said "Starbucks." It wasn't a corporate owned Starbucks, but a licensed store that had higher prices, doesn't know how to make what I want, and sells yogurt with high fructose corn syrup. Yes, Fernando, I know that HFCS is a natural product that has never been proven to kill mice.

So this woman was talking so loudly that everyone could hear her. She was telling the man across the table from her about her relationship issues. I have to phrase things carefully so that I don't get flagged here. She repeatedly used the "F" bomb, but appropriately, if that's possible. She talked about how she has experience, but doesn't want to get any more experience in a car. And she's not 24 any more. So she doesn't wear a th0ng all the time. If I had known this was a licensed Starbucks, we wouldn't have gone in there and been subjected to all this. I gave her my best "I am appalled at your loud conversation" look, but she never looked around to see who she was torturing. Shocking. I did not give her a dollar.

And something else happened that I want to be documented. I was right about directions (and Paul was wrong) TWICE in one day. If it's ever happened even once before, I don't remember it. Paul led us around Florence and Rome like he was a native. He always seems to know where he is and how to get where he wants to go. Ask poor Brianna, I don't know where I am and I often ride on trains only to get off 2 stops down so I can get on a train to go the opposite direction. But yesterday I was right. It helps that I have good eyesight and I can actually read the street signs. I was right. Neener neener neener.