First thing I needed to do on the way out of town was pick up my thrift-shop-inexpensive-but-too-big jumper dress, which was being altered by my favorite seamstress across the bay. The alterations were apparently a success - it fits much better now. The seamstress made sure I tried it on afterward, since alterations were significant. And when she saw how it looked, she made sure I didn't take it off! (It's not the first time for that, either! Oh, well...in for a penny, in for a pound...)
Before the nail salon...
Then I dropped in at a nail salon...on the inland side of the bay for obvious reasons...for a paint job on all 20 nails. My nails all had bee recently filled, so it should have been an easy job for the nail tech to simply paint them. But there was an obvious language issue. After we got past the confusion that I didn't want the artificial nails I was wearing to be removed before she painted them (she didn't speak English well), everything was fine.
And the results were as follows:
I couldn't believe how wonderful they looked! Another need accomplished. And since I didn't bring any materials to remove the paint with me, I was going to show off 20 pretty nails for the entire trip, regardless of how I dressed.
After the tech finished my nails at the salon, in the interest of economy I hit a Subway to pick up some food before heading to the motel and get some sleep before my early morning departure. When I checked in to my hotel the night before departure, hearing "Ma'am" was music to my ears!
Day 1 - enroute north: Up early to catch a train for New York City, where I would lay over for a few hours and catch a train west. Early that morning, after hearing "Thank you for choosing us as your choice of accommodations, Ma'am" to set the scene for the day, I drove to the rail station at BWI airport, on Amtrak's Northeast Corridor, and a particularly convenient point of embarkation.
I digress to my similar trip a couple of years ago. Back then, I arranged a meet-up with Marian, one of my long-time blog readers. We had a wonderful time, and the weather was good enough that two girls could do some local sightseeing, in addition to doing lunch at a local eatery.
This time, due to Marian's busy schedule, Mandy met "Mario" (Marian's alter ego) at Penn Station (that's the one under Madison Square Garden.) With outside air temperatures in the 90's, and the common realization that neither of us wanted to spend the rest of the day smelling like we just stepped out of the gym, we weren't particularly fond of the idea of local sightseeing. So, we ate lunch at a traditionally-overpriced beanery in the station, and then retired to the Club Acela first class lounge.
Club Acela was very crowded, even though the AC in the lounge was having serious issues, requiring a large fan to keep the warm air moving. Almost every seat was filled, but we found two seats together, and were able to sit and chat until (sadly) it was time for "Mario" to leave for his other appointments. And shortly thereafter, the agent gathered those of us traveling west together to board our train...
Not sure when our next meet-up will be, however it's something we can plan for...and hopefully on a quieter, less-hot day! (In the Big Apple - maybe less hot, but not quieter...you never know what you're going to see. Case in point, one very drunk - or high on something - girl being led around the station by her girlfriend, and a bevy of running, screaming people in the main concourse, which got attention from the local constabulary. Never dull there.)
Before I forget, many thanks to Marian for the picture and very nice writeup in her blog! If you haven't visited there, you can find it at http://crossingts.blogspot.com. She's a lovely person, and a great writer!
After departing Pennsylvania Station on the Lake Shore Limited, and emerging from the tunnels , I caught a glimpse of the construction status of the replacement for the old Tappan Zee Bridge (over the Hudson River), which is being built to relieve massive traffic issues on the old one. If you look closely, you can see standing (not moving) traffic on the old span:
In the above picture, there is a red blur in the lower center. Doesn't look like much, does it? Perhaps a stray reflection.? And it is...it's my nail color - seen as a reflection in the window! Some of the pictures I took had even better reflections...but those were deleted. No point in having Mandy's wife inquiring about that....
Construction is coming right along. Wonder what will happen to the old bridge? Probably like so many others, it will be imploded!
Stay tuned for the next section!