Hot Child in the City

Day Nineteen

I had been looking forward to yesterday since before we got here. It was the night there would be an Irish dancing troupe in Union Square for free as part of the Summer in the Square series. I planned my day accordingly - I was going to get up by 10.30 and be down there by 11.30-12.00. I would take the B train to the Broadway/Lafayette stop so that I could shop my way to The Strand and then spend aaaalllllll day there, just browsing. Then, at 5.00, I was going to meet Elke after her class and we would grab dinner together and then watch the show.

I was very, very disappointed when I woke up at 2.00. Somehow my alarm didn't register that I wanted to get up and did not go off. So I rushed around like a maniac and was out the door by 2.30, grabbing an apple on my way out.

I hurried up Broadway, stopping only at American Apparel to see if they had gotten anymore of the dress I wanted in my size. They hadn't. Then I spent two glorious hours at The Strand. Unfortunately, this was not nearly enough compared to the FIVE hours I had originally intended on spending there. I made it all the way through the fourth (and final) floor and partially through two others. I didn't even touch the carts and carts of $1 books outside.

I ended up buying Necklace of Kisses (for half of the cover price) and a knitting book. I also snagged one of their last brown hoodies. I knew that my one piece of NYC clothing was going to be a Strand sweatshirt, but I didn't like the black ones they had in stock, and I thought that was all they had. But I asked and they said that altough they're not getting anymore in because they don't sell very well, they did have THREE brown ones left (which is the color I was holding out for) and one of them happened to be in my size. I bought it immediately. It made my day - I've been looking online for one since I first saw the black one. I would have taken anything, but brown was my first choice.

Then I met up with Elke and one of the girls from her class to watch some Irish dancing. Now, I have never seen an Irish dancing troupe and I LOVE Irish dancing. I even dated an Irish dancer when I was in 8th grade (later I found out he was gay, but wasn't TOO surprised). My family owns the two Riverdance tapes and I'll just watch them over and over - the only video downloaded to my computer is my favorite clip (Cry of the Celts).

The show itself was actually really good. I was surprised to see how many different things they did. Also, they had a "junior league," which was 4 girls and a boy, all about 8-10 years old. The little boy was so cute - he was half the size of the girls. The whole show was just great and I was so sad when it ended. They're having an Irish dancing "Fesh" on Staten Island the day AFTER I leave, which makes me sadder than it probably should...

We didn't want to go home after that, so we walked around the area for a bit. However, by that time we were both starving. I was so hungry I was weak - all I'd had was an apple and it was nearing 8.00. Since we had TONS of leftovers at home, we came back here with intent to go to a bar near us after eating. However, Elke decided she was too tired to leave once we got here, so we just stayed here for the rest of the night.

posted by Megan @ 10:55 PM