Saturday, May 21, 2011

I'm a Travelin' Fool, Part 2: Fool in the Big City!

Week 2! During week 2 of my traveling adventures, I went to New York City with Kate, Niki, and Elizabeth. I had never been to New York before, because when you live in Utah, it's really, really far away. But when you live in Baltimore, it only takes 3.5 hours to get to the city on the bus. Craziness! That's like driving to Cedar City! So after getting really cheap bus tickets ($20 round trip, yo), we decided to head to the Big Apple.

The first thing that happened when we got there-Mom called! She sounded very worried that we would die, so I called her several times throughout the day to reassure her. Our adventures started right away. We were staying with Elizabeth's friend in Brooklyn, so we hopped on the subway to get there.

Here we are, riding the subway. It's kinda gross.

We actually rode on the subway 6 or 7 times during the trip. It's super confusing, and I would not trust myself to navigate it without help. On the bright side though, the pricing is really easy and pretty darn cheap, which you can definitely not say for the metro in DC.

Our next adventure was eating lunch at a diner, which was only notable because I still had my big bag with me, and literally as soon as we stepped into the diner, I accidentally knocked over a man's drink with my luggage. It was super embarrassing. Luckily, while I was still apologizing and feeling much shame, the restaurant staff ran over with paper towels and a mop to clean it up, plus a fresh drink for the man. He was really nice, too. The food was delicious too, so that's a bonus.

Then we decided to walk across the Brooklyn Bridge. Brooklyn!!! Niki and I may have serenaded the group with some songs, Newsies style.
It's a fine life, carrying the banner!
Photographic evidence that I called Mom while crossing the Brooklyn Bridge!
Brooklyn!!!

The real reason we went to New York so soon after our previous weekend trip was  Harry Potter: the Exhibition at Discovery Times Square. It's basically a super cool museum with actual props from the actual Harry Potter movies! And it's only in New York until September, so we had to get on it quick! There's no photography allowed in the exhibition (drat!), so I'll just have to tell you that it was awesome. I really liked seeing things up close. I think my favorite was seeing the clothes from the Yule Ball. Cho Chang's dress is amazing, y'all. I wants it! It was amazingly gorgeous in person. And Ron's dress robes are way more hideous that I had imagined. Yikes. I loved seeing how tiny the kids were (are), especially in their clothes from Year 1. I really loved seeing all of the Death Eater stuff. It seems sick (and it is), but seeing the detail up close makes the Death Eater soooooo scary! It's amazing how much fantastic craftsmanship there is in the props, especially since you can't see most of it onscreen. Since we couldn't take any pictures, here's a link to an article from Entertainment Weekly (journalists could totally take pictures). And yeah, this is basically what it was like. If you have to choose between this and the Wizarding World of Harry Potter, I'd go Wizarding World, but this was cheaper, and if you're in NYC, it's definitely worth a look.
 
 The only picture we took of HP.

The next thing we did in New York was see Wonderland on Broadway! It actually closed the night after we went (sad). And apparently, in the last show, the guy who played Jack (the main guy) totally proposed to the lady who played Alice! So sweet! Of course, the night we were there, that did not happen. In fact, Alice was played by the understudy that night, so it probably would have been awkward for Jack to propose to her. Still, it's a nice story. Anywho, it was a very funny musical, and we had a great time. It's not as good as Wicked, which Kate and I saw in Florida, but I'd still say it's worth seeing if you ever get the chance. Honestly, the "One Knight" song alone was worth the price of admission. So funny.

The view in Times Square after we left Wonderland.
 
Then we wandered around Times Square, basically trying to avoid having seizures or getting trampled. It's insane. And we bought super expensive but delicious cheesecake.

We're tourists! 
 Niki is not a tourist. Look how cool she is!

The important lesson I learned on our first day in New York: Almost nowhere in the city has drinking fountains, so take a water bottle. Dehydration is not your friend!

Sunday morning we went to church. We attended the ward that meets in the same building as the temple. I'm pretty sure at least half of the people there were visitors. I wonder if it's like that every week. Obviously, we didn't go the actual temple, since it was a Sunday, but the building is very pretty, and it was definitely cool to see the Angel Moroni up there when we got off the subway.

It's not really that tall, but it's hard to get a distance shot because of all the other tall stuff.
 
The reason we went to church at the temple ward is because the temple is right by Central Park! After church, we wandered around the park for a couple of hours. It's ginormous! I got very tired of walking, and we only saw a little portion of the park. It was a gray, foggy day, the kind that makes everything look beautiful and a little surreal. It also made everything look super green. 
 
 It's a city, and it's a park! Amazing!
 Famous fountain.

Apparently, this is a super famous fountain that has starred in many movies. For me, this was a nod and smile while thinking, "Which movies? Why am I so ignorant?!?!?" I guess it looks kind of familiar. I need to watch a bunch of New York City movies now until I figure it out.
 
Me and my lizard purse in Central Park.
 
Then it was time to catch our bus back to Baltimore. We were in New York for about 25 hours, and we did a lot of things! But there was a lot that we talked about doing that we just couldn't fit in, so I guess I'll have to go back sometime. For now, though, I'm staying put. Being a travelin' fool makes me tired.

Monday, May 16, 2011

I'm a travelin' fool! Part 1

Family and friends, for the last two weeks, instead of being totally lame and doing my customary nothing for the weekend, I took trips! That's right, trips. Plural. Week 1, also known as Mother's Day Weekend, I went with my roommate, her sister, and two friends to Busch Gardens in Williamsburg, VA, the "Most Beautiful Amusement Park in the World." I'm not sure who awarded Busch Gardens this high honor. Amusement park connoisseurs? Beauty experts? A survey of disgruntled former Six Flags employees? No matter-it really is very pretty, and has some excellent roller coasters. It also has some terrifying roller coasters, including one that I refused to ride all together. Instead, I went to see the Secret Lives of Predators show with the only male person in our group (they had wolves! and a super cute fox. When it came out, everyone said, "Aw!). I'm pretty sure we enjoyed the predators and a funnel cake more than the others could possibly have enjoyed looking death in the face and then having a heart attack on the way down.

Anywhos, as illustrated by the previous comment, the most fun part of Busch Gardens was the shows! We saw a really excellent Irish dance show, which included a sweet dance battle between some Irish dancers and some tap dancers, as well as some fantastic drinking songs. The lady sitting in front of us really took the drinking songs to heart-she was literally falling over drunk during the show. Good times!

Another fun show took place in the Festhaus, where we ate lunch (everyone but me got sausage. I got the turkey sandwich, which was delicious, and had the added benefit of at least seeming healthy). During our lunch, a band came out, as well as some nice boys in lederhosen and girls in whatever the name is for the female equivalent of lederhosen. They danced and sang (some drinking songs). And then the piece de resistance:





Yes, that is in fact moi, dancing the polka with a man wearing lederhosen. Never let it be said that Meredith is a party pooper! Nay, Meredith is awesome! This lovely picture is the only evidence (aside from eye witness reports) that said dance ever occurred. Christian, the photographer, apparently tried to take video, but the fates smiled upon me, and it didn't work. Huzzah. Honestly, compared with this, everything else that happened on this trip seems a little bit anticlimactic. So here is where I will leave you.

Until Part 2!

Edited to Add: Some Doubting Chelseas on Facebook seemed skeptical that this was me. It is most certainly me!  Here's what happened. As I was innocently enjoyed the aforementioned turkey sandwich, the lederhosened came into the crowd to polka with audience members. Mostly very small children. And one or two super foxy grownups. So lederhosen man comes up to me and says, "Do you want to dance with me?" Me: "Um..." My friends: "Do it!!!" Me: "I will destroy your lives!!!" Polka, polka, polka, the rest is history.