When you get to my age doctors want you to get a flu shot because getting the flu is dangerous. People die each year from the flu. So I got my flu shot and then I got the flu. But before the flu my brain was already going in circles. Saturday I had tickets to Lincoln Center's new play Blood and Gifts. One for me and one for Sandra. It snowed. Really, a lot. So Sandra wasn't coming into the city. She gave her ticket to her daughter who gave it to her neighbor. The subway had a power failure at 59th street. I gave myself an hour of travel time when it usually takes 20 minutes. It took one hour and twenty minutes. I found out later that my guest made it in time by taking a cab. She waited 15 minutes and left. We missed each other. I was too frazzled to stay.
Then, Monday was Halloween. I hate big crowds but since I'm writing about the city I felt I should include some of the big events. This is what the Halloween Parade looked like:
But then Tuesday was a great day. I was invited by my neighbor, Carole, to the Players Club for lunch. That opening photo is of their staircase. It is a beautiful building, designed by Stanford White.
