Here they is.
On Thursday night, my cousin took me to steps on broadway to take an intermediate theatre dance class. It was an hour and a half of serious shit and I was, by far, the worst dancer in that place. It was intense and surreal and super freaking awesome. I loved it. My body did too - it kept reminding me about all the fun we had for 7 days...sore abs, sore ass, sore everything.
|ok, so the last picture is from center stage - so what if I've always wanted to be jodie sawyer|
On Friday morning, I grabbed a cab to Grand Central - I was taking the train to Fairfield to see my Hank family. I had the most enlightening conversation with the cabby. What can I say, he started it.
>So you going on vacation?
- No, I'm here for work.
> Oh you work as model in the city?
-I'm sorry, what did you say?
>Model. Do you work as a model?
- Um, no.
> Why not? You should try.
- Um, no.
> You have Indian eyes, I think you could.
- I'm too short and fat to model.
> Oh, well then yeah, maybe not for you, eh? Hehe.
> You think too much.
- Oh, thanks.
> You do. I can tell. I see many ladies in my cab.
- How long have you been doing this?
> I am here 21 years. I am from India but now I love it here. So many pretty ladies in my cab.
- Oh yeah?
> Yes, yes. One time two women make love in my cab and they say I can pull over and watch if I want.
- Um, wow. So did you?
> No, no. I just want to drive my cab. I tell them it's ok though, you can do whatever you want in my cab.
> Are you Spanish?
- I'm Mexican.
> Do you speak Spanish?
- Yeah, kinda.
> I do too. I dated a Dominicana once and me enseno.
- That's nice.
> Yes, oh I love the Spanish women. Only the Spanish women.
- You don't date Indian women ever?
> I did once but you see, they are different in uh, making love. Different from Spanish women.
- Oh yeah? How so?
> Spanish women, they help you. Even if you are tired, they say it's ok and do all the work. And Indian woman, they just get in bed and lie there.
- They don't help?
> No, no. Just lie there.
(he quickly does a pretty decent imitation of a stiff corpse)
- Oh, you mean like a dead fish?
> Hahaha! Yes! A dead fish. That is funny.
On the train, I found a Hank look-a-like. They have the same hair, smooth and fine. They'll also have the same wardrobe soon because I promise you, this guy's outfit was mmmhmm good.
Once in CT, I was able to slow it all down a bit and enjoy nature and scenery and quiet things. One such thing was the nap I took in front of the town library. I snapped a few shots of the scenery first...
|this was taken with my iphone, no edits|
|it was a dandelion bonanza out there|
After I woke up, I was surprisingly patient and was endlessly entertained by a tiny little worm inching it's way across my towel. I could have kept shooting forever but a spider crawled off my face onto the towel and I figured it was time to get up. One thing about the east...bugs.
If you can make it through this video, we should probably be friends.