Back in New York. Had to crawl on my hands and knees from the bed to the door so I could pull myself up. Aching all over, I managed to clean up and get out the door at the crack of 11:30. A very slow walk to the 30th ave. station, coffee and Daily News in hand. Met up with Mal and we ate some pizza that was fine, nothing special. Then I spent most of the afternoon wandering around Chelsea, checking out stores, stopping for coffee and reading.
Picked up Mal and we took the train back to Queens. We ate at a place called Picolo Vencenzia or Little Venice. A pure white table place. The waiter was not happy when we ordered soup and a half an order of ravioli. But, that’s what we felt like eating/ Total bill, including tip, was 40 bucks. Read a bit before hitting the sack. Still sore and tired.
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