On Thursday night, we decided to take an impromptu trip to New York to visit a wonderful friend. I was distracted with travel arrangements, which turned out to be super simple and are now our preferred method of travel (drive to Hamilton, NJ, take NJ Transit to Penn Station, find the F, and get off in Park Slope).
After the curtains, I sort of lost steam. I should have saved them for last.
Anyway. To represent the weekend, a few pictures.
Almost there. Chadoh is obscured by a pole. Oops.
Doesn’t this tree look kind of like an elephant?
On Sunday before we left, we wandered around Green-Wood Cemetery. Nick had wanted to go there for awhile, but visiting a cemetery is kind of a hard sell, so he hadn’t had anyone to explore with.
It is enormous. I bet it is the largest space with the least number of people in the whole city. All exits but the main one were closed when we wanted to leave. We found a locked gate. Two other cemetery wanderers were climbing over when one Very Concerned Park Slope Mom in a car at a light started yelling, “What are you doing? You’re not allowed in there! The gate is closed!” Yes, lady, the gate is very clearly closed. She backed up her car, and said she would call the police to help us out. The other wanderers, one of whom had already successfully climbed over, tried to convince her not to call the cops and be on her merry way. Just when she looked like she was about to dial, people behind her started honking and she drove off.
So the rest of us climbed over. I found it insulting that she suggested that we weren’t capable of climbing a fence. I have climbed many a fence in my day.
After the cemetery we collected our belongings, found pies and coffee for the road (the tracks, really), and made it to Penn Station at 7:12, giving us enough time to get tickets and sprint to the 7:13 back to Hamilton.
This is probably the most beautiful thing I have ever seen in New Jersey.
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