brunch transportation debacle
YES, I am a babe who brunches! OK, perhaps one Sunday brunch every 5-6 mos wont get me on page 6, but it was a tasty meal with family and not one, but 2 kinds of bacon.On my way uptown, I was so focused on when to transfer to what train (F-6-4) that I forgot my actual destination (I blame an uncaffinated mind) and went to 91st and 3rd. This turned out to be a mere 20 blocks off from the actual meeting location, 71st and 3rd. But I grabbed a cab down Lex and got there without too much delay.
After the fine meal and post-brunch drinks, dessert, and devestating football, I headed out to meander the streets of the UES. An hour or so later I decided to find the F stop at 63rd. only to find that there were no downtown F's that day. So I walked down to where the 6 was on 59th (?) and caught the 4, planning to transfer at 14th to the 6 and then onto the F, as I did coming uptown. But I was immersed in my book and missed my stop. So I looked at the map and saw the 4 went to Atlantic Ave (where there is a good grocery store) so I got off there did a little shopping and was going to catch the bus back to park slope. And of course, wouldnt you know it? As I walked toward the stop, the bus pulled away and now being after 6 on Sunday, there wouldn't be another for 30min. So I treated myself to yet another taxi ride. When he pulled up to my building I managed to clock myself in the face getting out of the car! ahh, now I have a "natural" blue shadowing to my right eyelid :) But all and all, definitly worth it to have a tasty brunch with fam.
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