Frozen Apple
I leave these sunny shores for the
freezing cold of New York first thing tomorrow, returning on Sunday night. My industrious other half has to go to the Big Apple for work, so I grabbed the chance to join her and leave the island again for some bright lights. I plan some work too, but will also throw in a fair amount of pleasure, like meeting a certain
New York Addick for a light ale or two on Wednesday night.
As I hijacked the trip I asked my highbrow other half what she wanted to do on Saturday night. I suggested
this place and I got the Opera! Verdi's
Il Trovatore at
The Met. Note to self: make sure I get enough sleep before Saturday.