Subways, Sauce, and Sweat(ing).

Mission Numero Uno:  Finding a decent source of wifi.  I've been on the hunt for the right spot in my hotel but it constantly keeps moving and it is a major workout when one goes wifi-hunting.  Anywhoozle how bout an update!
     I've been in New York almost a week now.  At about 8 p.m. tonight the bells will ring and a celebration with me, myself and I will commence for I have survived a week in the real life Minotaur maze.   The minotaur being the various beings/obstacles in New York.  The big momma being the subway...tis an evil underground dragon that one.  But, I have almost tamed it, though the hardest part is finding your baring once you go above ground.  Thank god for my trusty weapon known as Mapquest.  Slays all my demons.  So far I have:
     1.)  Walked a good distance through Central Park.  My gluteus maximus will be maximusing it to the max once i get home.  Unless...
     2.) New York Pizza gets me first.  I have never had pizza like this before. It's like a rad drug trip without the illegal substances!  And it all starts with a bite!
     3.)  Went to the MoMA.  Museum of Modern Art to be exact.  My teacher wasn't lying when she said we would need to eat a hearty breakfast if we were going to make it through the museum.  I personally only made it through a few floors without a hearty breakfast and I was in metaphoric tears by the end of it. Well, at least my legs were crying. The museum was cool though, some major pieces of art that induced many "ooohhhs" and "ahhhhs" and the occasional "wt waahhh?" If you want a visual and physical workout go to the MoMA.
     4.)  Finding inventive ways to say "No I don't want to go to a comedy show" in Time Square.  Being the nice midwestern person that I am...I found it difficult to just say "no" to the street venders.  But, after being talked to and followed 10 times my friend and I had to resort to new ways to avoid them.  I just said "no" while my friend had a more inventive answer.   Vender: "Do you like comedy?"  Friend: "No I hate it." or "No habla ingles."  or made up jibberjabber.  Venders aside Time Square was drool inducing.

    5.)  Saw Pants on Fire's Metamorphoses at The Flea Theatre.  The best of Edinburgh Fringe, this play full of young wonderful actors mixed Ovid's myths with WWII history and kept the underlying theme of chaos intertwined in everything they did.  I personally didn't know what to expect when I walked into the theatre.  It was small, you had to walk through the set (which consisted of a few flats and props) but once the show started and the first humorous moment was issued it was a laugh-infested ride.  Ungodly *ahem godly comic timing mixed with super effective-and intense-set movements the play was such a great starting point for my New York theatre adventure.  Thumbs way up.

     6.) And lastly, though it should have been the first thing I wrote about, my home...Hotel Belleclaire.  Or "Home Base" as I call it.  The sign says "HB" so home base...eh-eh...yeah not super creative but it makes me feel closer to being a superhero, or being in a never-ending game of capture the flag.  It is a beautiful space with faulty wifi but an array of colorful inhabitants.  Writing from my stoop I have witnessed:  Hilarious Irish men walking around smacking each other-oh so manly-and one likes to sing Enrique Iglesias.  A super friendly aid who when told the floors he had just cleaned looked beautiful, he said "Oh.  Thank you.  You're beautiful too!"  These are only the tip of the iceberg!  I can't wait to see what else awaits beneath the surface...aka in the lobby ;)  My single is super nice, i have wood floor...i can't complain.
            My adventure is only beginning, hopefully i come back in one piece...but, if i don't i hope the scars I receive at least come from fun stories! ;)