Continued from NYC Day 1.
Woke up this morning still having sinus issues for the both of us. I’ve got a cough, and RL still has fluid in her ears. Still feeling unsettled here in NYC and not quite in our traveling groove yet.
The plan today is to hit up a couple of museums then be back at our hotel for a nap before dinner. This means, we visit a coffee shop nearby our hotel for a quick breakfast and then we are on our way to the museums when they open at 10am.
It took us a while to recognize that many of the subway entrances have the half green half white round lights. I wish their entrances were more consistent like subways in other cities. Sometimes there are these round lights, sometimes it just says “subway”, sometimes it’s tucked inside a building with a subway logo, but a logo not seen anywhere else.
It’s pretty crowded here. Lots of foreign tourists here. Lots of terrible foreign tourists here. One lady tried to skip the line by entering through the will call entrance. She claimed that her husband was inside already. The security lady manning the door turned her away and told her that the answer is still no. I don’t believe I’ve seen any caucasian tourists as terrible as the ones here in NYC. Lots of extremely rude French tourists. The French tourists here are the equivalent of the Chinese tourists in Japan.
Conceptual art. Actually, it just terrible ergonomic restroom with the pillar right in front of the toilet. I could not physically stand in front of the toilet to pee into it. I wonder if the original toilet that they had picked for this building were smaller and therefore made more sense for this tiny awkward space.
More conceptual art. RL and I are done with the Guggenheim. Last time I came here, they had an awesome exhibit on Russian artists. During that exhibit I saw Portrait of an Unknown Woman by Ivan Kramskoi, and it’s still one of the most striking piece of art work I’ve ever seen. Unfortunately the exhibit here today is conceptual art that I think is just kind of lame. Sad.
We were taking a serene stroll when all of sudden out of no where we heard a lot of loud angry yelling laced of profanities. Found the source. It was this lady yelling on her phone. She said, “You and your wife are not my fucking music. I even gave you a black lady!” At least that’s what RL heard. The lady(if that’s what I can call her) was livid and was a really odd contrast from what looked like a normal rich lady walking her dog. WTF is going on here?
So…The Met has been free every time I’ve visited it. But no more. There was a $25 charge per person this time for out of state visitors. I looked it up, and apparently this was a new policy change since March this year. I miss the good ol’ days.
It’s 11:40am, we need to grab a quick bite to eat before the lunch crowd hits. We made a beeline for the roof top cafe here inside the museum. For some reason, RL and and I couldn’t find a suitable quick lunch dining option up here on the upper east side. Many places are not well reviewed, and the well reviewed ones are usually super expensive.
The guy in the white shirt is a Met employee, and he has the worst job in the building. He’s having to constantly yell at unruly tourists who try to touch the art work. Again, NYC has some of the worst tourists I’ve ever seen short of giant Chinese tour groups.
To be continued at NYC Day 2 Part 2.