Eventually I ordered the Eggs Benedict with Lobster - sublime!! I
then continued down Broadway, stopping in at a few dress shops, and then
finding myself at M&J Trimming - one that was on my list. Wow. What I would
do to have this kind of resource at my doorstep. Phenomenal. The area was full
of bead and jewellery shops but again, like the handbag shops, were wholesale only.??!!
I ended back up at Bryant Park Markets, saw people ice-skating, and found the lovely leaf jewellery
store again, but decided I had already bought all I needed from them, and, it now nearing midday, headed towards home for the last time.
I visited Victoria's Secret on the way home, largely attracted by the beautiful
wings, but absolutely loved their wares.
So then it was shower time, the final pack, and some time hanging out in
the lobby.
Dear Chen picked us up again, and delivered us to the airport. We checked in straight away, and went through Customs. Well, some of us did. I failed to clear the scan again (what is in me?!) and then the chick swabbed my cast - fail. So it was standing to the side again, watching my luggage bank up on the conveyor, not knowing what was going on. I was happier once they gathered that up, then took me to bench where they examined my belongings, with me watching over a screen, being told not to touch anything. Awesome. Then came the search. Having been through this before, I knew what I was in for, and just wanted it over - no need for a private room, just do it. Done. We had a little time to kill, so I went and had a sandwich and some beer. Turned out to be an hour longer than I thought. Back for another drink. Having been so well behaved on the way there, I was no longer playing nice, and decided to drink my way home. I watched My Week with Marilyn, Black Swan (disturbing) The Iron Lady, Skyfall and ohh, I don't know what else. Who cares, it got me home!! And here I am, back to real life in the Studio, with many, many projects looming.
Dear Chen picked us up again, and delivered us to the airport. We checked in straight away, and went through Customs. Well, some of us did. I failed to clear the scan again (what is in me?!) and then the chick swabbed my cast - fail. So it was standing to the side again, watching my luggage bank up on the conveyor, not knowing what was going on. I was happier once they gathered that up, then took me to bench where they examined my belongings, with me watching over a screen, being told not to touch anything. Awesome. Then came the search. Having been through this before, I knew what I was in for, and just wanted it over - no need for a private room, just do it. Done. We had a little time to kill, so I went and had a sandwich and some beer. Turned out to be an hour longer than I thought. Back for another drink. Having been so well behaved on the way there, I was no longer playing nice, and decided to drink my way home. I watched My Week with Marilyn, Black Swan (disturbing) The Iron Lady, Skyfall and ohh, I don't know what else. Who cares, it got me home!! And here I am, back to real life in the Studio, with many, many projects looming.
I'll leave you with a bonus shoe shot, of one of the pairs I bought on my first day in New York, already so long ago now!