sechan19 | New York - Day Three.

We decided to spend a laconic day in New York instead running madly about as we'd initially planned.

I slept badly last night - very badly, if the truth be told - as strange and disconcerting dreams plagued me. Mom had a sore back from all our tremendous wanderings of the previous day. In the place of aimless sightseeing, we stayed in the hotel for most of the day, although I ventured out in the late morning to collect coffee and breakfast materials from a nearby cafe, and to enjoy the new chill in the overcast air. Mainly we read: Mom a fantasy novel, myself excerpts from Said's Orientalism.

At dinnertime, I searched the web for nearby restaurants and decided that I wanted something decadent for out last evening in the big city. We decided on Savann, a French/Eclectic place that served delightful fare. I had a mint-yogurt rice soup for starters and pan-seared salmon over peas and risotto for the main course. They offered a fine selection of wines, and I chose a bottle of their 2004 Beaujolais, which was sprightly and sumptuous. The entire meal was a treat. We lingered over it, moving from course to course, drinking our wine and conversing on a variety of subjects. The entire process took nearly three hours and was a joy.

Tomorrow we'll go to the MoMA and the Onassis Center, as we had planned for today, before making the run out to JFK for the noble charger that will ferry me home.