Get out of Town

On the weekend I went to Connecticut for a Christmas party. I think Connecticut is somewhere north of Manhattan – I just took a Metro North train (the north) being the giveaway. Things are different out there. This is Merritt 7 station; at least they called it a station. Trains run every 3 hours on this line. The train conductor warned me to watch my step as I had to negotiate icy steps down to the ground. You couldn’t call it a platform as such.  My friend visited from Maine to go to the party with me. We had a good time, but then because of inclement weather she wasn’t able to make it back home in the north. We stayed in Norwalk overnight (great hotel rates out there – not surprisingly) and looked for breakfast at a diner in the morning. Not a lot open in Norwalk Sunday morning. So we headed back to NYC and have bunkered down since. Who needs more than a Chinese takeout restaurant, high speed cable and internet and a phone? It’s a jungle out there, up north.

Nixta is heading west for Christmas. That involves catching planes today :) Lucky Nixta.....