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Westward Circumnavigation - And Home
Dec. 7th, 2025 08:11 pmI didn’t do much in New York. It was cold out, with some drizzle. I did walk around midtown some. I had vaguely intended to go see the balloons for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade being inflated, but decided I just wasn’t up to dealing with the crowds.
I did, however, take advantage of being in NYC to go to the theatre. There were a few possibilities for last minute tickets and I chose Two Strangers Carry a Cake Across New York. This is a two person musical. Dougal is a young British man who has never met his father, who abandoned his mother before he was born. Dougal’s father is marrying Robin’s sister, and Robin is running errands for the wedding, including meeting Dougal at the airport and picking up the wedding cake in Brooklyn. Dougal is very excited about visiting New York but is, er a bit confused about American geography. For example, he’s looking forward to seeing the Golden Gate Bridge. Anyway, their relationship takes some interesting turns as it turns out neither of them is really supposed to be going to the wedding for various reasons. I found the show very funny, though I didn’t find much of the score especially memorable. The best song, in my opinion, is “Dearly Beloved,” in which Dougal and Robin imagine getting married in a Chinese restaurant. And the performers were both excellent. I should also note that the Longacre Theatre is one of the oldest Broadway theaters and I found my seat rather uncomfortable, largely because it had a weird step in the middle of it. So if you go, you might want to avoid an aisle seat in the last few rows of the orchestra section.
The next day was Thanksgiving. I walked over to try to see a bit of the parade, but the cold air and the crowd made me give up quickly. It turned out that I could hear most of the marching bands from my hotel room. I took an early afternoon train down to D.C. While Amtrak was about a half hour late, the metro behaved well and I had short waits for both the red and orange line trains home. I ate the most pathetic Thanksgiving dinner of my life - a bowl of Count Chocula cereal! I started unpacking but decided most of that could wait until the morning.
Thus ends the travelogue. I’ll move on to writing about other things tomorrow.
I did, however, take advantage of being in NYC to go to the theatre. There were a few possibilities for last minute tickets and I chose Two Strangers Carry a Cake Across New York. This is a two person musical. Dougal is a young British man who has never met his father, who abandoned his mother before he was born. Dougal’s father is marrying Robin’s sister, and Robin is running errands for the wedding, including meeting Dougal at the airport and picking up the wedding cake in Brooklyn. Dougal is very excited about visiting New York but is, er a bit confused about American geography. For example, he’s looking forward to seeing the Golden Gate Bridge. Anyway, their relationship takes some interesting turns as it turns out neither of them is really supposed to be going to the wedding for various reasons. I found the show very funny, though I didn’t find much of the score especially memorable. The best song, in my opinion, is “Dearly Beloved,” in which Dougal and Robin imagine getting married in a Chinese restaurant. And the performers were both excellent. I should also note that the Longacre Theatre is one of the oldest Broadway theaters and I found my seat rather uncomfortable, largely because it had a weird step in the middle of it. So if you go, you might want to avoid an aisle seat in the last few rows of the orchestra section.
The next day was Thanksgiving. I walked over to try to see a bit of the parade, but the cold air and the crowd made me give up quickly. It turned out that I could hear most of the marching bands from my hotel room. I took an early afternoon train down to D.C. While Amtrak was about a half hour late, the metro behaved well and I had short waits for both the red and orange line trains home. I ate the most pathetic Thanksgiving dinner of my life - a bowl of Count Chocula cereal! I started unpacking but decided most of that could wait until the morning.
Thus ends the travelogue. I’ll move on to writing about other things tomorrow.
