Nighttime Endeavor

It is 5:42 am here in New York.  I'm sitting here typing, waiting for the rice to cook, because I am hungry and desire a makeshift Korean meal.

Yesterday in the evening, Kevin and I set out to get Quigley to the Friendly Ferals house for his second round of FVRCP.  It was a coldish autumn evening, and me in just leggings and a charcoal gray hoodie, with a cat carrier bag slung over my shoulder.  We got lost along the way- we thought we got off at the wrong bus stop and walked around for ages, across the highway and down those winding walkways, with just a chain link fence between you and the night sky.  Most of the lights were off, and it was a gloomy feel indeed to see below a train track and dark trees on one side, and on the other side blaring cars with bright yellow headlights rushing to their destinations. 

Of course I walked moaning about my hunger and tiredness after a point, as I am unhappily the sort of girl who can't take discomfort with grace.  We walked by Panera and Five Guys' Burgers, and passed a Trader Joe's- which has some of the tastiest chocolate with walnuts I've ever tasted, but we couldn't buy a single thing, as we thought we had no money.  There was a mixup with Kevin's check and that meant trudging along with an empty belly.  I don't know how the hobbits did it.

We finally found the house- it was mere minutes away from where we got off the bus, of course.  Quigley took his shot manfully, and we checked our account at the nearby Chase at the inlet mall.  Gleefully it allowed us to have $20- we ate delicious fries and garlic knots, bought fresh and hot at the delightful brick oven pizzeria a few doors down.  We couldn't eat inside, what with us having a kitten, so we took the box of food and dined wonderfully in the warmth of Chase bank. 

It was embarassing when people walked in, to withdraw money or whatnot, but it was worth it to step away from the chilly air and just enjoy :)