Over the past year, I have been in the above subway station many times. Either I have taken a bus to reach this station, or I have made subway transfers there. RQS's house is nearby. And when I reach this station on the way to her house, I know that it is a short time before we are together for the weekend. This week was slightly different, as I approached this station by car on the way to drop RQS off at her house.
But first....
Last weekend, I left my big suitcase at RQS's place after returning from our trip to DC. The only things I took home with me were a knapsack with some books in it, and my CPAP machine. Everything else could wait until this weekend.
On Friday, I drove to RQS's place and was able to find a parking spot within a block and a half from her place. And this is where the car would stay until Monday. We figured that we could make a supermarket run before I left for home, and RQS (with her groceries) would be dropped off at her place on my way back home.
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Saturday came, and we didn't have a good idea of what to do. So I suggested that we take the subway into Manhattan and get a sandwich at Katz's Delicatessen. Although it was cold, it was the best thing we could think of. By the time we got there, we realized that we made a mistake - there was a block long line of people waiting to get into Katz's. There was no way we were going to wait out in the cold for an hour. So we walked into the East Village and looked for some of the Indian restaurants we remembered being there. Sadly, "Little India" had left The Village, and we had to look for something else to eat. Luckily we found an excellent Chinese restaurant, Chef Tan, which serves both authentic Chinese dishes and American "Chinese" dishes. Although we were "warned" against it, we decided to order the Dongting Special Shrimp. This was our only disappointment, as we didn't like the crunchiness of the tiny shrimp, nor did we like the heat of the dish. However, the Iron Plate with Mongolian Beef more than made up for the first dish. After dinner, we wanted something sweet for dessert, and Tipsy Scoop was only a bus ride away. So, it was off to our favorite ice cream shop to pick up a couple of pints of boozy ice cream.
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Sunday was a slow motion day, and RQS decided that it was time to donate some of her goods to an informal charity exchange a few blocks from her house. Around mid-afternoon, we wheeled a couple of shopping carts to the exchange place, and left goods there for the needy to take without question. (I will not mention more about this place, as the needy people don't need to be gawked at by others.) From this place, we walked to a nearby pizza joint for a bite to eat before going home for the evening.
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Monday was the day my car had to move because of alternate side of the street parking rules. We figured that I'd load my luggage into the trunk, and RQS would load her groceries into my back seat. First, we had to make it to Wegman's in Brooklyn. Normally, this would be a 30 minute trip through Brooklyn streets. However, several traffic snarl-ups caused us to take a convoluted path to Wegman's that Google Maps wouldn't suggest - and we got there in less than an hour. $100 later, RQS was ready to leave, and it only took us 30 minutes to get back to her place.
It was a long, but enjoyable weekend. But I'll be glad to get back into my dresses again....
