Wednesday, August 23, 2006
Goodbye Montreal, Hello (again) New York
Noemie put me up in her roommate's room for the night. I couldn't close the door all the way, which proved to be the downfall of an uninterrupted sleep. Noemie has an cat who would come in often during the night and lick me or curl up in a ball next to me on the bed. I didn't get much sleep for all the pet encounters. Yet it was comforting to know that the cat was as welcoming of travelers as his owner.
I took Amtrak's Adirondack train down to New York. The train was full, but still much more comfortable than a bus, especially for ten hours. After a long stop at the border, we rode by Lake Champlain — how enormous! — and down the Hudson Valley. One of the most beautiful sights I've seen in a while was watching sailboats on the river, illuminated by a setting sun.
Looking at the Hudson River
The train pulled into Penn Station a little after 9pm. I took the subway to Brooklyn and met my brother for a late dinner. We went to Dallas BBQ, a Texas barbecue joint popular among New Yorkers as much for its cavernous $9 frozen cocktails as its baby back ribs.
