I know it’s pathetic to write “not sure I will be writing before the end of the year bla bla bla” just to show up the next day again. I found a cheap internetcafe at last and I mostly had to check if I hadn’t written anything completely ridiculous yesterday, as I was quite a bit out of my mind, and flying very, very high. I still am, but I like to think that my head is a little bit more clearly now. Every 5 minutes I need to check if I haven’t dreamt it all though. Not pathetic at all, I know.
I absolutely didn’t know what to do with my self yesterday after Bill, so I headed to the cinema to watch Notes on a Scandal, which is in a preview run here in New York. It’s a great film that will hold your attention from start to finish, and an Oscar worthy performance of Dame Judi Dench, who is really creepy in this film. Cate Blanchette was great in it, and so was Bill Nighy who was in this one too. Absolutely recommended, 9/10.
Watching him on this large cinema screen, giving another breathtaking performance was absolutely surreal. I had just talked to this man who now had the entire cinema audience wrapped around his finger. I nearly shouted “Hey if you like him in this, go watch him in the theatre!” but I did not. I behaved. For once.
I have decided to drop the Empire State Building visit, the queue is incredibly long, so I am not going to waste my time and money on that. Nothing in this city is going to come close to my experiences yesterday anyway. And I had planned to spent some money on a helicopter flight, but decided to spent it on something else in stead. I read in the NY version of TimeOut that they have scheduled an extra last day of the year performace on the 31st of December, and I didn’t have to think long about how I would like to spend my last day of the year. So, 2pm on Sunday it is. A perfect ending for a year like this.
In a minute I am off to the WTC area, and I finally want to see some water too. Davy is getting very impatient. I am going to have lunch in the Empire Diner, which is also on my list of things to see in New York. And from this afternoon until tomorrow I have company of someone I got to know about a year and a half ago because she happened to like a certain English actor. Everything is connected, today we finally meet.
New York is a weird city. Imagine billboards in the Subway trains saying:
“You want a divorce? Call 0800-DIVORCE and we handle it for you”.
How weird is that ? All you need is love.