Today: A short subway ride up to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. Had breakfast at a place on Madison called The Nectar. It was very good, if typical diner, food.
The museum is too big to go through in one day. I stuck to the Asian and early stuff and skipped the European stuff for the most part, partly because I couldn’t find my way downstairs and partly because you see one 18th-century French/Netherlands portrait, you’ve seen 50. I did see Rembrandt’s self-portrait and a passing glimpse of The Milkmaid, and I walked through the “Van Gogh on the left, Gauguin on the right and Seurat on the ends” room, too.
The busloads of kids weren’t as annoying today as the teachers kept shushing them. The lighting was dark and no flash was allowed so grain and blur mar most of the pictures. Alas. And no pictures of the Samurai stuff was allowed at all. Alas.
It was very cool to see some of this stuff in real life after having seen it in books.
On the way back to the subway we walked across Central Park. It was nice to see trees, but as parks go, other than the location, it has nothing going for it.
Had dinner at The Trailer Park Lounge, which has a great burger and if you like (very) sweet potato fries, they have those. I stuck with the tots, though. No picture as I was not brave enough to break out my camera in that small an area and take pictures of strangers eating.
Tomorrow: Times Square and, oh yeah, the wedding I came here to go to.
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