Memorial Day

We spent Memorial weekend in NYC for a change and had a great time hitting our favorite summertime haunts. Or at least 3: Governors Island, Pier 6 waterpark, and Brooklyn Farmacy.

Waiting for the Governors Island ferry. Good practice for waiting around in European train stations later in life:

Waiting for her ship to come in:

I can see our house from here - barely:

It looked more impressively close in real life. This is taken from the ferry dock on Governors Island, just about a quarter mile across New York Harbor to Brooklyn. Our apartment building is in the clump of buildings in between the left-hand loading crane and the blue dock buildings.

We went there for a family festival. Here are J and R taking in a show:

It was an eco-puppet show about the entire history of water in New York, a strange combination of funk music and sea creature puppetry. Actually I wish I'd gotten to watch more of it. Rosemary skipped out on most of the show, which freaked her out. Not nearly as much as the clowns though! We went with a school friend, Laila, who, on the ferry ride over, started wondering whether there'd be clowns at the family festival. Rosemary said adamantly, "I don't like clowns. I don't like clowns!" And who can fault her? (Plus, I bet she remembers last summer when we ran into a really creepy clown at a free concert. He was on the bum end of the clown spectrum, so to speak, and really looked like he'd pulled up from the gutter that morning. He was kind of needling the kids as they tried to rush past him, "Why aren't you smiling!? Smile!!" Scarring!) In any case, there was a sort of half-hearted clown emceeing this Governors Island thing. Pretty benign but still Rosemary left the vicinity until the clown split.

Next day we made a special trip to Farmacy to get ice cream. Rosemary ordered vanilla ice cream with chocolate sauce and rainbow sprinkles, which she then started calling, "My new usual." (I guess the old usual was just vanilla?)