Last Monday evening I knew we had plans, but I didn’t know what the plans were. I thought we were meeting up for drinks with my dear friend in Brooklyn.
R had surprised me with a two-day trip to New York, and the Monday evening mystery appeared to be the reason for it. We were staying with my sister and packing in as many NYC activities as possible in a 36-hour window (Met, bagels, Thai food, fancy wine, biking and running in Central Park, Broadway show).
When we arrived to the Bowery Ballroom in downtown Manhattan, there was a line down the block to get into the venue, but I couldn’t tell what the venue was or what we were waiting for. My sister and husband were in a state of nervous/happy anticipation, so I settled for that too.
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