A visit from the Treps

It's still strange to refer to them as that. But I was happy to play the hostess for Lindsay and Chris' first "personal" trip as a married couple. (I didn't come up with the "personal" term, by the way. Their parents did, who also escorted them to the airport like it was a second honeymoon. Very cute.) We had a really great, and exhausting, weekend. Lindsay was in NYC once before, with me and a bunch of other high school drama students about seven years ago. Trep has never been. So I took Friday off of work and we did the typical tourist loop: Battary Park, Times Square, the M&M and Hersey's store, Central Park, etc, etc. We woke up around 6 a.m. to make an early train and didn't get back to my apartment until after 2 a.m. the next morning. Whew. But I think we did a good job covering the major sights, and some not so major ones, like a really pathetic, but completely amuzing Spiderman impersonator in Times Square. Despite his unimpressive fake webshooter (really just a peice of string he'd have to roll back up after every attack) and creepy friends (Spongebob and Shrek), he still suckered a few people to shell out $10 for a picture with him. He autographed it, of course. We also ate at what is being a regular visit for me while in the city -- Burritoville. The weather was beautiful all day, in fact it was all weekend.

On Saturday, we headed out east. We stopped first at the "feed our animals" farm that Abbey had a ball at a few months ago. It was the perfect entertainment for Lindsay, who I sometimes tease as being a 10-year-old stuck in a 25-year-old's body. Seriously, she loves, loves, loves animals. So watching her feed the crowd of animals, screaming and running and making them follow her up and down the fence, was great fun. The we drove further east to Greenport, a small waterfront town where we ate lunch and viewed the streets through a camera obscura, a series of lenses and mirrors that projects a real-time picture of the surroundings onto a table in a dark, oddly shaped building. From there, we continued all the way east to Orient Point, walked the rocky beach, and then headed back, stopping at a couple wineries along the way. That night, we drank down Port, and played more games of naked photo hunt than any of us remember. (If you're not aware, it's a bar video game, probably one of the best ones in the world.) I drove them back to JFK on Sunday afternoon and I can't wait for them to return.