ST and I are enjoying a four-day weekend thanks to Rosh Hashanah. We indulged ourselves by waking up late, catching up on TV (Awkward for me, sports for ST), and having brunch.
I am so glad Jenna chose Jake! Side note: Yes, I watch MTV and love it. My inner 15-year-old exults in teen drama.
I also finished A Dance with Dragons I’m sad because it’ll probably be like 7 years before the next book comes out. Le sigh. I really enjoyed it – Martin is a genius. Every character, plot, and setting is woven with intricate details and eccentricities. I can’t wait until Season 2 of Game of Thrones.
Then we attempted to have a $20 date in the West Village. The plan was to explore Christopher Street and just take a long walk in an unfamiliar neighborhood. Wandering around is our standard go-to date whenever we don’t have anything in particular we want to do.
It was hot and sunny when we left the house so I slipped on a pair of cute leather sandals despite the weather report of an impending thunderstorm. My iPhone ALWAYS says its going to rain and never does. I didn’t want to be a sucker again so I left my cute boots at home. And my umbrella. You know where this is going.
Lo and behold, by the time we got out of the train station thirty minutes later, its pouring. Like, sheets.
So we left the station to check out the situation. It was terrible. Definitely not walking, lovey-dovey weather. Without an umbrella and clad in leather sandals. So back into the station we went. Back to Sunset Park. Fail.
We were soggy.