Even though he still claims to have enjoyed it— plans all set but not exactly executed in the way I had imagined— I was a bit disappointed by most of it falling through. Nonetheless I couldn’t have been more happy to see him. Amidst my leaving for Florida by the end of the week as well as the amount of [or lack of] time we’ve had to be able to spend together during the summer, we finally found a way to be with each other for more than 24 hours.
After some reluctance, there came the need to actually venture outside the apartment to find some food and take him for his 2nd slacklining session. The rest of the day was filled with subway adventures, boy annihilating his feet on the awful [but only good] slacklining spot we could find, food hunting, sharing his attention with the video game emulator, setting off fireworks on the roof and having some quality conversation(s) with my sister and her boyfriend. The next day: rain. Rain and The Museum of Natural History. Rain, The Museum of Natural history and pretending to speak a different language since we felt left out as all of the tourists spoke their “native languages”. With the amount of people, things got a bit too hectic and we didn’t end up staying more than an hour— followed by roaming around [without getting wet— which was impossible] to find food and something indoors to keep us occupied till he had to catch his bus back down to Delaware.
The next 2-3 months of not seeing him are going to be complete and total torture.
August 15, 2011
