Vince and I went to the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade this morning. New York City is huge. Tons of people were all around. I’ve never been colder in my life. My feet felt like blocks of ice. I couldn’t believe it.
We got off the subway and I couldn’t keep my eyes off the skyscrapers. Vince kept telling me to look straight ahead or I was going to get robbed. I’m so small. I’ve seen so many movies that took place in New York, but it still blew my mind. So many homeless people were around. They looked so hungry. We stopped to get a bagel and I’ve never seen so many options for a bagel before. And the guy at the counter didn’t say, “May I help you?” He just expected me to shout my order at him. I froze. Everyone around me was yelling bagel orders, I homeless guy was looking at me to buy him something to eat….whew…it’s a very big world.
The cliche is true. It’s a nice place to visit, but I wouldn’t want to live there. In fact, I don’t want to live anywhere near it. Give me a nice place out in the country. That suits me perfectly.
Miss Saigon is tomorrow. Last Thanksgiving I saw The Phantom of the Opera. It used to be my tradition to go see a movie on Thanksgiving day; now it seems my new tradition is going to a Broadway Show for Thanksgiving.
I’m growing up.