Nearing the end..

This week it dawned on us that there are only 4 more weekends to go!! eek!

In light of this I tried to fit in as much as I could to this week /end.

Tuesday I had a Theater seminar with an excentric braodway veteran who told us all about the history of braodway, both the road and the shows associated with.
Turns out broadway (which runs diagonally from one end of Manhatten to the other) exists as it was a dirt track ye olde times and runs along a natural ridge in the earth. Well that IS useful info isnt it?
Afterward we all took a little ol' stroll down to St James' Theater to watch Gypsy. It was one of the best shows I've seen this year. Obviously we still had to contend with the americans insistence on a standing ovation at the end of every show rehardless of quality (must be similar to the tipping malarky).- althought atleast this show was somewhere near decent.
Being mere interns we were given the very back row of the galleries to sit in whilst the MB staff interestingly managed to get an entire front row booked- strange ay? So to enjoy said good show I spent most of my time lent sideways to see over a ginger girl in front of me. Inspite of this I enjoyed the experience. The main actress was very good and deliberately sang off key for dramamtic anger effect.- I think. It worked anyway.

Wednesday we went to a boat party off Chelsea piers for Dans (one of the flat folk)'s birthday. I went with a girl called Sarah and another whose name I forget who were just sitting in my apt when I got back from work. They claimed to be some friends of vicky, so I took them with me. Nice enough. Both Scottish Art students.
The bar on the boat was very picturesque. Drinks were cheap and all were in good spirits. It was also a guy called Tim's birthday so we celebrated his aswell. All was going well until Suba called to demand to be let in as she had (once again) forgotten her keys. However, seeing as Vicky (+ friends), Dan (for his birthday), James and Andrew(also in attendance) and myself were at the boat party she had to wait an unfortunate 3 hours to get in. Poor suba...

Thursday I woke up fairly sober. An achievement I think. At work I began shortlisting suitable folk to replace me when I leave- I always enjoy this procedure. Maryam and I selecting based on which law school they attended and whether they share out intersts. A very fair system I assure you. By the end of the day we were down to 3 potentials.

Friday I recived a phonecall from my boss instructing me to call the potentials and interview them. I mean do I have to do everything here???? I called up two of the potential three and had a nice ol' chat. Maryam and I chose a nice sounding one from the Wirral named Laura,then informed the boss of our choice. Easy.
Friday afternoon I had my exit interview- this is my opportubnity to tell the powers that be my thoughts. :)
My interview was with Yogini- the head of the educational side of the course. She seemed generally pleased by what I had to say and even agreed with me on my thoughts on toad man (aka the careers teacher). Following this little chat I took myself to the main New York public Library to see the infamous 'reading room.' In order to locate said spectacle I had to ask an information desk man for directions. Of course you cannot merely 'ask' someone something here, if you have a british accent. Oh no. they must ensure that you know that they have recognised you as a foreigner. I was then engaged in a 20min convo on how amazing Eastenders is and how the 'golden years' are broadcast on channel 21 at midnight every wednesday. Apparently America has nothing as fantastic as this! I fear this may be true...
The reading room was worth a visit. It is a very large and orante room with desk lamps and long tables surrounded by bookshelves on various levels. I sat for a while reading my latest book on Hilary Clinton (please dont shoot me) before heading back to the sunshine in Bryant park.
In the park an Italian man asked me for my thoughts on the Hilary Clinton book- which seems to be a bestseller here as I had sat for a moment of two to finish the chapter.- In my defence I just borrowed any old book from vicky as I had run out of reading material.

Satrurday I met up with Hannah and a few of her crowd for her birthday gathering. We headed over to Long Island to P.S.1 (a new contemporary art gallery) for an outdoor music & BBQ event. Was v. good! It was Uber hot and sunny, the beers flowed, the food was good. A live band played for some of the time and a strange calm vibe was to be found through their chilled indie type music.
I took sometime to look around the gallery, which housed such exhibits as an up-flowing waterfall, a 'divers room' -it was dark, there were old fashioned divers suits hanging from chains and at inpromptu moments they came to life- freaky! Some of the exhibits were less scary like the video of a classical choir singing a hymm-like song based on the compliants complied by a council over the last year- funny in an odd kind of way.

After this arty-ness we moved on to Water Taxi beach. This is a bar on an artifical beach on Long Island. The views over Manahtten are spectacular, especially as we arrived just before sunset. The pics will follow- but it was tres pretty.

I headed off just before 9pm to meet Justine, Nick, Banico and Paddy in the city for the evening events. They were having drinks on the upper west side with Paddy's 2 sisters who had just flown in. We stayed there a while and then found ourselves in an Irish pub with another live set going on. There were two guitarist who also sang everything from the beatles to Take That. - Oddly well done.
I got in around 2.30am. A good day!

Sunday I went to Bancio's & Nicks to watch the Man U v Newcastle match. Hurray!!! 1-1 was the result! OK so we didnt win, but we didnt loose! And Man U arnt so brilliant as they claim!
I saw a film on sunday night called Tropical Thunder. A spoof of a 'Nam film with Adam Sandler. It was ok, not amazing- but I laughed. Go if you just want to not have to concentrate much.

Which brings me to today. Tonight I have an Art History seminar. I wonder how that will go..

Later!