I'm in the San Francisco airport utilizing technological marketing. So much for only being loosely available during this trip...
Right when I got off the plane, I saw a little girl holding her mother's hand and running and yelling in Spanish: "Rapid! Rapid! Rrrrrrrrrapeeeed!"
So now I don't care that my connecting flight has been delayed.
Tonight I'm staying in a hotel. And tomorrow night, too. I wanted to have a little secret Manhattan time prior to my New England adventures prior to my public Manhattan time. I can't wait to see what it feels like to be in a city everyone assumes you've already been to, what it feels like to be in a city it feels like I have already been to thanks to popular culture.
And I can't wait to be on the lookout for Claudia and Jamie Kincaid.
Posted by Ida at April 19, 2004 02:56 PMSo long as you don't stare up at the tall buildings, and order only "coffee, white, takeaway" you should fit in just fine!
Posted by: THE COMTE at April 20, 2004 11:20 AM