The ToolMaster and I lay around one evening last week, detailing our physical complaints. There was me with my palpitating heart and my plantar fasciitis — a painful and frustrating foot condition which requires me to wear Crocs. Everywhere. All the time. It also limits my walking, and since that’s my preferred form of physical activity, this is a problem. But did I mention the Crocs?
At the same time, he was moaning from a prolonged session at the dentist getting a crown replaced, and coughing from a cold. We looked at one another and in one of those defining we’re-together-no-matter-what moments in a marriage, made a resolution: As long as our dinner conversation didn’t include things like, “Guess what kids? Gramma had a poo today,” or “Yay, Grampa shaved his back,” we had it made. Then we laughed and moved on to more important things.
What would be those more important things, you ask? Well in his case, it’s the layout of the ceiling tiles in the basement. These things are as important to him as comma placement might be for a writer, so I don’t judge him. Much. I’m also little more help than a coin flip would be in such matters, but he chooses to think otherwise, which is another reason we work as a couple.
In my case, “more important things” mean how I’m going to look pseudo-elegant in New York when I’m wearing my Crocs.
I’m willing to acknowledge I will never carry off “cool”, “elegant” or “reedy.” I’d joyfully settle for mildly sloppy. But Crocs?
Anyway, I will be in and around Times Square in late June and I am a complete newbie to that city. If you have been, can you recommend touristy places to go? Can you specify if they require a great deal of walking or little? (I’m resolutely optimistic that this heel will heal, if it knows what’s good for it, by then. *shakes fist*) I have a few days and a friend who says she’ll be complicit in the sightseeing, so I want to explore.
Please keep in mind that I am not a shopper. When I went to DC two years ago, I LOVED the open-air bus as an intro to the city, then I LOVED walking around the Mall and Arlington Cemetery. I was very sorry I hadn’t given myself enough time for the Newseum, and the Spy Museum, and the Smithsonian, and the Holocaust Museum. In other words, I’m a geek. Please don’t recommend the fashion places because I don’t heart them, and if I’m wearing Crocs, they most certainly won’t heart me.
Also, I can handle only twenty sneers a day.
But aside from the walking, and the sneer-avoiding, and my general shyness, I’m ready to take on New York with fire and zest and…this cursed Canadian politeness. So, if you were me, where would you go?