i'm home. the 6.30 am bus got me there in time to take class at noon-Bec and i had a blast dancing again, although I can barely walk. We took a man driven bicycle carriage ride through the park. igor from belarus, or yoga as he said we could call him, took advantage of some naive girls and charged us 60 dollars for the ride- and we simply let him. o bother.
welcome to the inspiration for my plate collection: Alice's Tea Cup. this dainty place serves you on mismatched china. too bad i couldnt buy a plate there. i'm still on the hunt.
the three musketeers.
this trip was exhausting. you take these buses from chinatown boston to chinatown nyc. i left bec at 3, took the subway just in time to be the last person to board @ 4.05. 'course all that is left is the back row, corner. the seat is literaly 7 inches from my face. there was a friendly illegal pot smoking in the bathroom man, and i walked into my loves arms at 11.30 pm. wont be adventuring there again anytime soon.