GUYS! Did you know you can have a children’s book read to you on YouTube? Does life get any better? Does it‽
I can’t remember how I first heard about this lighthouse, but I wanted to visit it. I also meant to check out this book from the library.
Today was gorgeous weather. Summer is turning into autumn. The days are crisp.
David moved my car from a Monday to Tuesday parking spot while I waited with our bikes. I was angry to learn that I got a $65 ticket for having an outdated insurance sticker. We had to decode the ticket because it got strangely plastered to my windshield by rain. David led the way to Inwood Park, where we hoped to play lacrosse. I believe we took “the greenway along the Hudson”. We passed a lot of tennis, volleyball and basketball courts.
I’ve been living in the city since the beginning of July so, around 3 months. I’m still learning to find my way around. There’s a lot of little treasures.
En route to the bike path, we cut through a parade that was singing about Christ in Spanish.
Unfortunately, we never made it to our destination. We got turned around at the GW bridge, where the bike-way was closed.
The turnaround, however, caused us to encounter the little red lighthouse!
It was fat and red and jolly And VERY, VERY proud.
I was delighted. It turns out there is an annual festival to celebrate the lighthouse and it was yesterday. Next year, I would like to go.
David attempted to find another route to Inwood when we found ourselves in the middle of a Medieval Faire at Fort Tyron Park! It was also my first time at that park. It was beautiful, if crowded. It was fun to see all the costumed people. David hates crowds. He patiently waited along a shaded walkway near the New Leaf restaurant while I fetched food from vendors. For $19, I got two big risotto balls (one mushroom, one pesto), a mexican-greek salad mezcla, and a Gatorade.
The bike ride featured an ideal mix of wind, sunshine, and physicality. City riding requires great attentiveness. We had a dangerous highway moment. I was following David when we ended up on what felt like a freeway on and off ramp. It was crowded with cars.
We came home to our roommate’s mom. I enjoyed her company while making tortilla chips.
David and I watched the Giants play the Saints. We rounded out the night writing thank you cards, nomming pasta with homemade sauce, gaming and blogging.
The day was sprinkled with playtime, for which you’ll note the husbometer is once again climbing.
Atta boy, David.