Thu - August 7, 2003

Trains, trains, and more trains.


I had hoped to pare down our luggage and take just the essentials. Of course, since we didn't know exactly what we needed, "essential" meant everything. We left the apartment late (meaning I left the apartment irritated), dragging our luggage to the subway station. Now, one would think that since the subway is underground it would be cool. It was not, it was sweltering. We got on the train and thankfully the AC was set on "kill". Don't get me wrong, I think the subways are great but when you are hauling luggage and are late, all of the stairs and turnstiles are a pain in the ass. We made it to Grand Central Station about 2 minutes after our train had left. I didn't take it well. I had to go stand in the deli section of a market for a while to cool off, mentally and physically. The next train wasn't leaving for 2 hours so we went and had some breakfast and called to arrange for transportation from the train station upstate.

The train ride up was easy. We got on, had plenty of room for our cargo, and sat back to watch the city turn into countryside. We got off in the town of Wassaic where, despite miscommunication and our being late, someone picked us up and took us to our final destination, the town of Hillsdale. We were staying at the Celerhon Motel just down the road from Tessa and Ian's farmhouse, where the festivities would be taking place. The Celerhon was described as a "funky, 50s style" motel. I bought into it, Inge did not. Now spending much of my childhood in various one-star hotels on the way to, from, or during drag races, I have a higher tolerance. The owner admitted, in writing, that the place was a work in progress and I'll give him credit for that. The rooms were small but clean, the showers had a weird curtain/sliding door thing that is hard to describe, and the furniture looked like it might actually be from the 50s, both in style and level of wear. It had 3 things going for it though: the owner was very cool, there was coffee in the lobby in the morning, and it had a great pool.

We unpacked, showered, headed off to the rehearsal dinner. It was a wonderful evening of wine, toasts, and spending time with people I hadn't seen in a while. And to top it off, I looked damn good.

Afterwards, we went and cooled off in the pool.

bliss.

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