There's a storm coming! (really, though)

So I got up at 9:30 today, whoa. Couldn’t get Patricia up until 11, and we got to the Book Fair around 1. It was SO HOT today and very miserable. We looked through the stuff outside, then went inside to get some coffee and relax in the air conditioning. I LOVE this place. Remember, this is the store we spent 4 hours in two days ago. Today I got 7 books for like $6.50. I love the “book high” I always have after book shopping… It always lasts for the whole night. Lovely.

Unfortunately this brings up the number of books I’ve bought in the past 3 days to 15, a lot of them big and hardcover. Um. Yeah, no idea how to get all this stuff home in 3 weeks. May have to buy another suitcase for the trip. Woops.

Used Bookstores may be the bane of my existence.

So yeah by about 3 we were done book shopping, but it was so damn hot that we sat outside on some steps and watched people go by for like…2 hours. The whole time we wondered what we were going to do, came up with nothing, and eventually wandered into a weird expensive ritzy health club/gym/spa thing. They had this café on the ground floor (the gym and spa were up a couple flights of stairs) where I got toast (the cheapest thing on the menu) and a banana for lunch. Then, still not knowing what to with all our time (why did we get up so early on such a hot day?!) we went up one more floor and sat and read for another hour. Of course, from the moment we walked in the doors to the moment we left, we felt tremendously awkward, what with rich people in fancy workout clothes running up and down the stairs and glaring at us in our jeans and tank tops. Oh well, the air conditioning and nice reading area was worth it.

Then we walked up and down a block of Broadway before giving up and catching the subway home. We got here around 7, which is way way early for us. We ended up watching Resident Evil and eating turkey sandwiches. Now we shall blog and probably go to bed early, since we plan on going to church tomorrow at St. Patrick’s on 5th avenue. My first Catholic Mass.

Goodnight, mes amies. I now return to my books and my blanket.

(No pictures today, but MoMA pictures are up on picasa—link to your right.)