A weekend getaway
Mouse and I went to a bed and breakfast in Westchester this past weekend and took a hike on Bear Mountain to watch the leaves change colour.
Her: (panting) I didn’t know you were part goat.
Me: (panting) Like I said, I like to keep things to myself until I need to show what I can do. Now I’m gonna throw up.
Besides the hiking, we spent half the time trying not to get killed on scooters, and the other half waiting for taxis.
Speaking of scooters, we stopped off at a diner and the owner was nice enough to let us park them indoors.
When we came back to get them, we found these notes on them, which we thought was a nice touch of kindness.
We ended up eating there…
…a dive Middle Eastern joint (I do like my gyros)…
…and an IHOP.
The IHOP was something special from Mouse to me, for reasons I’ll keep to myself.
Me: Thanks, this means a lot to me.
Her: Of course. (scanning menu) You’ll have to order for me because I want everything.
I used to live around there when I was a really young kid and we went past so many things that were somewhat familiar.
Her: You ok?
Me: (nodding, slowly) Just thinking about my dad. (pointing) I think he took us there once.
Afterwards, I went to Hoboken to pick up the kid from my sister-in-law’s.
Me: Hey! I missed you, did you miss me?
Him: (nodding) Can I eat this candy?
Me: (laughing) We’ll see…
Location: back in the UWS
Music: Maybe I’ll run away