Back to New York
I get to go back to NY this morning, this time for a whirlwind three-dayer. Leave this morning, have dinner with my editor tonight, meet with the people at Random House tomorrow morning, have lunch with some of them, dinner with one of them, go see a Broadway show, breakfast with my editor on Friday, fly back home Friday afternoon.
It’s like I’m going all the way to New York for one long dinner date. Sweeeeet.
Thanks to our friend Annette, I have appropriate clothes. Thanks to our friend Patrick–road warrior extraordinaire–I know not to check any bags if I ever want to see them again. He said the airline lost his twice in the past three weeks. He’s all about carry-on now.
Me, too, thanks to Carolyn, who cured me of the need to bring my own lotions and potions and whatnot. (”You go into the first drug store you see, plunk down $20, buy what you need, you’re out of there. Toothpaste, makeup, the whole thing. It’s twenty bucks. Get over it.”) Gotta love that.
Just out of curiosity, do you think it’s always going to be this way? Are we never going to get to carry on liquids again in our lifetimes? Will we always have to take off our shoes and surrender our contact lens solution to the authorities and watch grandmas get frisked?
Anyway. I’ll report from the city when I can. It’s a little weird to be in NYC this week, when just two weeks ago I was in the mountains of Colorado, sitting in camp eating trail mix and watching the cow channel. I think I’ve managed to get all the dirt out from under my fingernails. Time to put on my city duds and go act like a lady.
Technorati Tags: Writing, Publishing, Travel, Air Travel, Camping, Backpacking
September 6th, 2006 at 9:24 am
Have a great trip-NY in the fall is wonderful!
September 6th, 2006 at 9:55 am
You think it’s weird to be in NYC-I live in Westchester and just going to Manhattan is wild enough for me(heck,White Plains is pretty fancy,compared to my home town). I went to Times Square last month for my sister’s birthday(she wanted to go to the Sanrio store)and it’s better than an amusement park,let me tell you!
September 6th, 2006 at 4:45 pm
That’s about the way I think of travel. I get to go places and other people pay for my food. I like that.
I strongly suspect that we are heading toward naked flight. At which point, I will only fly Hooters airline, because I am a guy which by definition makes me a pervert.
What the ‘what’ is ladylike?
September 6th, 2006 at 8:01 pm
“Ladylike” is metrosexual, but for girls.
September 6th, 2006 at 8:33 pm
p., you’ve planted a very disturbing image–i don’t even like to use the airline seat headrest (you know–LICE on a plane)–just the thought of bare naked body parts touchin’ down–ugh. i think i’m well on my way to becoming a greyhound traveler.
by the way not all guys are perverts, just certain guys, guys that say, wouldn’t mind using public air transport in the buff, with every one else on board, including pilots and crew, in the buff, watching in-flight reruns of monday night football or sunday football, or any other football that happens to be available, being served hot wings and beer by cheerful, preferably dyed-blonde, young women with great big jugs–sound like anyone you know?
September 6th, 2006 at 9:30 pm
“Ladylike” is metrosexual, but for girls.
Hehehe.
September 7th, 2006 at 3:18 pm
I’ve never been in a Hooters restaurant. And I imagine that any guy who thinks the way I purported would find himself on a plane full of naked men ogling three flight attendants. Oh joy.
And thanks. Paranoia never occurs to me until a woman points it out. Lice… Yeah, I’m not on planes very often… I don’t have to think about that while trying to lose myself in my iPod with noise cancelling headsets which don’t quite cover the db level and exert so much pressure on my ears that they pop for the next three days. No, I won’t think about the lice.
September 7th, 2006 at 3:48 pm
excuse me–i meant to say, “mother f***in’lice on a plane.”