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I haven’t quite gotten overmy jet lag yet, but it’s improving. San Geraldo and I went out for lunch Thursday and then went shopping for a new light fixture for the kitchen. The fluorescent fixture is deceased.
Come to think of it, except for breakfast, we haven’t had any meals at home this week — unless you count take-away. SG needs to go grocery shopping. Last night, he was going to make zucchini soup using beautiful organic zucchinis given to us by a neighbor who visited a nearby farm. Instead, we met Tynan and Elena for dinner. Maybe tonight. And maybe a good long walk and some exercise today.
On my second day in New York, I met my cousin Al at the Metropolitan Museum of Art. He took the train up from Washington D.C. and stayed overnight and then Ubered to the museum. I took the subway. There was a special Manet/Degas exhibit and the museum was mobbed. Had I known, I would have suggested something else. We didn’t even see that special exhibit. We had to schedule a time and, when we tried, there was a 133-minute wait. Still, Al and I enjoyed each other’s company, caught a special (crowded) exhibit called “Women Dressing Women,” and continued up Fifth Avenue to the Guggenheim Museum (between 88th and 89th Streets), which was phenomenal.
Years ago, San Geraldo and I drove down from Connecticut when his mother, Alice, was visiting. We took the subway to the museum with my mother and my Aunt Lilly (Al’s grandmother). I had no idea how to get there, so the day before we went I asked The Kid Brother (the NYC transit “authority”). Click here for that story. You’ll be glad you did.
This time, I didn’t think to ask him. I went online and read that I could take the F Train to Broadway-Lafayette, walk underground for 11 minutes until I arrived at Bleeker Street where I was to catch the 6 Train. I then got off the 6 Train at 77th Street and Lexington Avenue where I still had to cross Park Avenue and Madison Avenue to Fifth Avenue and then go north to the main entrance at 82nd Street — about 13 minutes. I remembered The Kid Brother getting us right to the doors of the museum without a lot of walking anywhere.
The next day, I saw The Kid Brother and told him what I had done. “What’d you do that for?!?” he groaned. “You shoulda just taken the A Train straight there! Right to 81st Street! Next time, ask me!”
Todavía no he superado del todo el desfase horario, pero está mejorando. San Geraldo y yo salimos a almorzar el jueves y luego fuimos a comprar una nueva lámpara para la cocina. La lámpara fluorescente ha fallecido.
Ahora que lo pienso, a excepción del desayuno, no hemos comido nada en casa esta semana — a menos que cuente la comida para llevar. SG necesita ir de compras. Anoche iba a hacer sopa de calabacín con hermosos calabacines orgánicos que nos regaló un vecino que visitó una granja cercana. En cambio, nos reunimos con Tynan y Elena para cenar. Quizas esta noche. Y tal vez una buena caminata y algo de ejercicio hoy.
En mi segundo día en Nueva York, conocí a mi primo Al en el Museo Metropolitano de Arte. Tomó el tren desde Washington D.C., pasó la noche y luego viajó en Uber al museo. Tomé el metro. Hubo una exposición especial de Manet/Degas y el museo fue atestado. Si lo hubiera sabido, habría sugerido algo más. Ni siquiera vimos esa exhibición especial. Tuvimos que programar un horario y, cuando lo intentamos, hubo una espera de 133 minutos. Aún así, Al y yo disfrutamos de la compañía del otro, vimos una exhibición especial (concurrida) llamada “Mujeres vistiendo a mujeres” y continuamos por la Quinta Avenida hasta el Museo Guggenheim (entre las calles 88 y 89), lo cual fue fenomenal.
Hace años, San Geraldo y yo condujimos desde Connecticut cuando su madre, Alice, estaba de visita. Tomamos el metro hasta el museo con mi madre y mi tía Lilly (la abuela de Al). No tenía idea de cómo llegar allí, así que el día antes de ir le pregunté a The Kid Brother (la “autoridad” de tránsito de Nueva York). Haz clic aquí para ver esa historia. Estaras contento de haberlo hecho.
Esta vez, no pensé en preguntarle. Me conecté a Internet y leí que podía tomar el tren F hasta Broadway-Lafayette, caminar bajo tierra durante 11 minutos hasta llegar a Bleeker Street, donde debía tomar el tren 6. Luego me bajé del tren 6 en 77th Street y Lexington Avenue, donde todavía tenía que caminar hacia el oeste a través de Park Avenue, Madison Avenue hasta la Quinta Avenida y luego hacia el norte hasta la entrada principal en 82nd Street, aproximadamente 13 minutos. Recordé que The Kid Brother nos llevó directamente a las puertas del museo sin tener que caminar mucho.
Al día siguiente, vi a The Kid Brother y le conté lo que había hecho. “¿¡¿Por qué hiciste eso?!?” él gimió. “¡Deberías haber tomado el tren A directamente allí! ¡Derecho a la calle 81! ¡La próxima vez pregúntame!
• De María Grazia Chiuri por Dior, 2017.
• De Celine-Yves Klein por Celine, 2017.
• Simone Rocha, 2022. Sí, se supone que recuerda la estructura de un sujetador de lactancia.
• De Jasmin Søe por Customiety, 2022.
• De Pia Davis por No Sesson, 2022–23. “One Titty Dress” (Vestido de una teta). No Sesso significa “sin gender.”
• De Hillary Taymore por Collina Strada, 2021–22.
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Fabulous photos! Thanks for sharing them. Ha ha I was getting stressed with your directions and then laughed out loud at what your brother said 🙂
bodhisattvaintraining:
Thanks for visiting! I don’t know why I didn’t phone him. I knew my directions were more convoluted than his and I knew they didn’t end where they should. He sure told me though!
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The trouble with the met is that it’s just TOO BIG
It’s like a New York sandwich, you need to digest nits at a time
finlaygray:
That’s why membership is so useful. You don’t try to take it all in at once (which I wouldn’t do even without the membership). These kinds of places are great when you focus on one or two areas. Speaking of a New York sandwich, I have a photo to come of KB holding a pastrami sandwich in his hands. And he ate the whole thing (well, so did I).
Well, that was a good lesson learned — ALWAYS ask the Kid Brother for transit directions!
Debra:
I already knew this rule. I don’t know what was wrong with me. I even knew I had it wrong before I started. But it was fun to see the incredulous look on his face.
I need to get Chuck’s phone number, or a better map of the NYC transit system.
David:
He’s amazing. It’s like it’s imprinted on his brain.
Wow. Your brother is amazing! The NYC subway system always makes me second guess what I am doing.
mcpersonalspace54:
It’s such a surprising gift he has. I worked at and he went to a play therapy program. He was about 9 when he started. His group did “travel training” on NY’s public transportation system. He was instantly hooked. He has a gift for it.
When I was in NYC in November, I was thankful Michael was with me since he’s a native. I know I would have gotten lost.
mcpersonalspace54:
I find NYC one of the easiest cities to navigate. Maybe it’s because I grew up there, but most of the city is a NSEW grid, with numbered streets. Once you understand it, a lot of it makes perfect sense.
I see ‘travel guide’ in KB’s future!
Jim:
If only. He’s getting close to retirement!
I was watching 24/25 FW Men’s D&G fashion show recently ~ I was transfixed with minimalistic black/white/grey tones of their creations ~ these women’s colours seem to do that for me here. KB needs to have a YT channel or something!! LOL
Ron:
Beautiful tones. The problem with a YT channel, is you have to talk. KB clams up at the sight of the camera.
I am developing a great affection for Kid Brother and a respect for his talents, as well. I LOVE the watercolors. I think they show amazing ability. As for his directions- I have no sense of them at all and am in awe of people who have that innate knowledge AND the ability to read and remember maps.
What an interesting and excellent display of women designing for women. “One titty” dress being my favorite.
Ms. Moon
Ms. Moon:
Like him, I love maps, but he, who is supposedly at a 1st-grade level in reading and comprehension, seems to just absorb maps into his head. I love asking him for subway directions. He can do the buses, too. But I don’t much like the bus.
I checked out the ;ink to the subway story and there encountered Chucky’s paintings. Love them! They are very much along the lines of the redo of the decor I’m currently doing for my bedroom.
wickedhamster:
He’s surprisingly good with the watercolors and never muddies things up. I should have him give me lessons.
Gorgeous pictures, Mitch! Thanks.
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Jan from Perth:
Thanks. SO many more to come. I did get around this visit.
Even if Kid Brother’s way was simpler, that you took the way that you did in 13 minutes is impressive, unless I’m missing something. I enjoyed your pictures from the dress exhibit.
Kirk:
Oh, my description lacks clarity. 13 minutes was how long it took to walk from the 77th Street station to the museum. The total trip was I think around 50 minutes (including walks to and from stations, 7 here, 11 there, 13 there).
Boud here. The met is too big! Gimme the Frick, human proportions and great exhibits except I think it’s currently closed? The joke about the Guggenheim is that a few more firm turns and you can get it completely underground!
Boud:
The Frick is temporarily houses at 945 Madison Avenue. I haven’t been to the collection in an age and love it simply imagining the Fricks actually living in that place. I like the look and views of the Guggenheim, but it can be a lousy place to display art.
Just looking at that crowded line to get in the Metropolitan makes me anxious! I remember studying the Guggenheim Museum in school. It’s an interesting building.
Kelly:
And once inside the Metropolitan and past security, there was a worse line to purchase tickets. The coatcheck was even worse than tickets, so I carried my coat. And I hate crowded museums. No joy in that. The Guggenheim was busy but not crowded and the special exhibit was incredible. It’s not always the best place for displaying art even if it is a fun building.
Thanks, KB – I now have Duke Ellington playing in my head! Jx
PS an odd assortment of interesting fashions…
Jon:
Every time I take the A train, that song plays on a loop in my head.
I’m glad I have never experienced jet lag but I’ve also never flown outside of a time zone
Jet lag is a pain! Lovely photos of strange clothing.
Walt the Fourth:
This jet lag is hanging on. The homage to nursing bras got me.
Thanks for the link back to the post. Cute story!
Sassybear:
I can picture us all at the door not going dis way or dis way but dis way.
Oh but I adore NYC !
Urspo:
I enjoy being there and my visits have been getting more and more pleasant. Too bad about the airports in-between!