I'm sitting her at Kinkos writing on my Blog. The only time I seemed to
capture for myself is when I am away from home! I feel a little
flustered because this is going at the rate of 30 cents a minute. I'll
just try not to make mistakes and forget about editing. The airport
seemed a bit surreal at LAX yesterday . Everything was seemingly
efficient and coldly regulated. Many people were stopped by screeners
and 'swiped' by that laser wand. One woman lifted up her shirt to reveal
a belly ring. I was surprised that a piece of jewelry would touch off
the indicator. I can't see why she was raising her shirt for any other
reason. We got on the plane headed for JFK and I was pleasantly
surprised to see we were on a 767 with two aisles and a lot of leg
space. When we sat down I told Luigi I hadn't been on this aircraft
before. He told me that the American Airlines Aircraft we were on was
the same one that hit the Twin Towers. For a few minutes I didn't speak
at all. I tried not to but my eyes got misty and a silent meditation
begun. I kept thinking about the images of the speeding plane racing
toward the tower and the huge cloud of smoke that rose into the air.
After over a year those images will not go away. On the bus ride into
the city, a really nice guy took our bags and I thought put them into
the luggage hold. But I wasn't paying attention because he distracted us
by being very friendly. "Going into the city? Is that your wife? You
have a very beautiful wife." As I sat in my seat and the bus drove off,
I told Luigi that I thought that guy was too friendly and too liberal
with the compliments. Nobody is friendly in New York. Right? I became
paranoid and at the next stop asked the driver about our bags. He opened
the hold and they were definitely there. " I guess he just wants to make
sure that he gets his tip", I told Luigi. We finally got to the Hotel at
about 9:00 p.m. Luigi was tired and wanted to rest. He was fighting off
a cold and this was suppose to be his annual vacation. Later on we
cruised the sidewalks. We were at a great location---54th and Broadway,
right across from "The David Letterman Show" and close to just about
everything in Midtown Manhattan. After an uneventful meal at a singing
server Diner and "I Love Lucy" on the big screen, we headed toward
Central Park. At Rockefeller Center there was a small crowd of people
posing for a picture, laughing and speaking in a foreign language. As we
got closer we realized where they were from. Luigi started conversing
with one of them in Italian. They were very warm and congratulated us on
our recent marriage. Luigi said they were all there for a Memorial the
next day at Ground Zero for three Italians who had died in the Towers.
The Priest from their community was also there. I was trying to figure
out where the heck they put the Ice Skating Rink at Rockefeller Center
but I never stopped to ask anyone. Maybe I'll find out later. I told
Luigi I would meet him back at the hotel about now, so I'm going to
cease typing and hope to be back at Kinkos soon. The time that I had
between the two times I was out of town was extremely busy. Hope that I
can stay a regular at my own Blog in the future. I am definitely getting
a laptop.....so I can take my Blog anywhere......... See ya, Peach