A weekend underground

8 10 2007

I got a weekly pass for the subway which was us$24 so that I can take as many rides as I want to for the whole week.

My host family went to Pennsylvania for the weekend so I decided to spend the weekend in NYC with Mariano and friends. First on Friday I had dinner with my host parents and friends of theirs from Texas in a fancy Italian Trattoria in the City.

After dinner I went to Brooklyn Heights to Mariano’s. I called my friend Nina from Colombia (ex au pair) who is currently living in Brooklyn with her Canadian boyfriend and taking English courses in nyc. Mariano and his friend from Venezuela (Fatima) joined me in the adventure of going to Nina’s home. We had to take many different subways lines to finally get to her neighborhood, which wasn’t a place where is pleasant to be that late. When we got off the subway we took the opposite direction and ended up in an even worse area, for that reason we decided to get back to Brooklyn Heights.

The day after (Saturday) Mariano had a soccer appointment somewhere in Brooklyn called green point or something like that. He stubbornly decided to play even though he got seriously injured his leg the week before pretending he was from the American National soccer team. The good thing about touring the subway the night before without any success was that we learned how to get to the green line (G) which was the one we were supposed to take to go to Green point. We finally got there, Mariano started the match, but I was starving badly, I was craving for a bagel so I went for a walk looking for a Deli to get my bagel. I found this very nice and clean shop, I bought the bagel… “with a lot of cream cheese” I said… and then I got back to the park to watch the match. I sat down, took out the bagel and tried it. Ewww the cream cheese just didn’t taste like cream cheese, it was a mix of ricotta and sour cream (totally disgusting). I went back to the shop and talked to the Polish girl, I said…

me – excuse me…. this cream cheese doesn’t taste like it should

Polish girl - well It’s the kind of cream cheese we have in Poland

me- :O (totally shocked) but you didn’t tell me it was a polish shop, and it doesn’t say anything outside either 

Polish girl – well It’s a Polish area :P

I got a free sandwich instead which was good except that I’m allergic to fish and it had salmon :S

The match finished and the stubborn boy was complaining about his leg, for what I answered “I TOLD YOU” :)

After a late lunch we went to Soho to do some shopping. We took the subway and we walked, by that point our feet were hurting like crazy. We also passed by Times Square to take the tourist picture. We got seriously tired and didn’t buy anything. HEY …. $3=us$1 . Remember???

I finally got to see Nina at night at a Italian restaurant where we had dinner with her boyfriend and Mariano. Afterwards we went to dance. Gypsy music was the rhythm for the night.

On the way back to Mariano’s we had to commute and switch subways, in one point we took the right line but in the wrong direction, getting back to the same station we took the first subway, for which it took us more than an hour to get home. NO COMMENTS!!!

Sunday was Brooklyn Br. day!!! god I love walking through the bridge. After you cross the bridge, on the Brooklyn side, there is this special park where you can see Manhattan. There was a wedding going on with the bridge on the background. SWEET!!! 

Tonight I was invited to have dinner with my friend Ericka’ s host family in their house. Ericka went back to Costa Rica the same day I went back to Argentina last year, so she wasn’t tonight. I was sooo happy to see them again. They were so nice to us through the whole year that we built a great relationship. We had such a wonderful night, too bad Ericka wasn’t there though.

Tomorrow is Colombus day, I think I will just take it easy to recharge batteries for more action for the week.

Tuesday morning I have breakfast with 2 friends here in Montclair. They are my kids’ friends’ moms. It sounds weird but being an au pair makes you have some kind of mother’s life.

That was all falks!!!!

  


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