Hailing a Cab with Grace and Other Lessons Learned in a New York Minute

Yesterday I wrote about the fabulous and powerful arts experiences I had during my short trip to NYC, but I did not spend all of it in theatrical adventures. No, other experiences abounded, full of fun and learning in a world so very different from my own.

Lesson #1: Only crazy women wear heels in NYC. No offense to any women out there who may actually wander around in heels on a regular basis, but I think you are insane. I wore my black boots, because they are comfortable and I figured the heel (less than an inch I believe) wouldn’t be problematic. WRONG!!! By the end of the weekend my feet showed signs of blisters and I’m convinced that someone attached forty lb. weights to my legs.I am convinced that the only women who really wear them on a regular basis are the ones who have drivers to secretly pick them up a few blocks down the street after they make their legs make a stunning appearance.  On the plus side, when I put my jeans on to return home on Sunday,  they seemed to fit better than they have in a long while. Actually, they were a little big.

Lesson #2: How to Hail a Cab Gracefully. Lesson # 2 is a direct result of lesson #1.  After a day of walking in my boots, plus a few other twists and turns that added complexity (listed below) we decided that perhaps it would be wise to take a taxi to the performance on Saturday night, as the nearest subway stop to the venue would require about 10-15 minutes of walking afterward. I hobbled out of Christen’s apartment ahead of her, while she finished getting ready, so that I could slowly make my way to the next main street where we would hopefully find a taxi. I paused long enough to take a lovely photo outside her apartment (her street is absolutely gorgeous). “If I’m brave enough,” I said. “I’ll try to get a cab.”   “No, don’t! They won’t wait for me.” I listened, but I watched for her, she was just down the street and said, “if you see one, you can get one now.” I turned, I saw a cab, I gracefully raised two fingers and Voila! No jumping around like a maniac waving at every passing vehicle, just a flick of the wrist and success! 😀

The street outside Christen’s place.

Lesson #3: Mani/Pedis You Can Afford. Christen and I talked about living in New York. “The main expense,” she told me, “is rent and transportation like train passes and things. But those are still cheaper than owning a car. Food can be inexpensive, even eating out, because they all compete with each other. Same thing with Mani/Pedis and Laundry.”  She had taken me to her favorite place for a Mani/Pedi, which was inexpensive enough to allow me to add on a 10 minute massage. What a special treat.

Horrifying evidence of my day of decadence.

Lesson #4: Sometimes Giving Up Gives You a New Perspective. When I woke up on Saturday morning early enough to write my Morning Pages before we had to get to Penn Station for the train to Newark in time for Christen’s 9am class, I discovered that I could not find my glasses. They were simply gone. Blaming it on either her cats or the poltergeist that occasionally (supposedly) haunts her kitchen, I searched frantically but had to give up in the name of time. So, I spent most of the day Saturday wandering through a blurry universe, the world unclear like swimming under water.  This added to the complexity of the day, including making it impossible to add a facial into the decadence (no worries, we took care of that in a different way, as you shall see below) because we had to find the glasses before the performance that night.  We tore her apartment apart, looking everywhere including places I hadn’t been. Nothing. Nada! I started thinking about, how I could get an emergency eye doctor appointment when I didn’t even have  a doctor yet, Christen was in the process of giving up and feeling horrible about it. “I FOUND THEM!!!” she yelled. Somehow they had fallen into the mechanism of the pull out bed, and gotten caught within the spring. They moved when the bed moved, and they were dark enough to blend in. However, by giving u,p Christen somehow was able to see them more clearly. Message from the universe perhaps? Sometimes you just have to let go to find your way.

I look strange teaching without glasses. I used to wear contacts, but I have become accustomed to my new look.

Lesson #5: Girlfriends and Zombies are the Best. Following the NYU performance with the world’s creepiest zombie, I went out with two lovely ladies for drinks. While there, one of those lovely ladies shared some news that just makes me giggle and feel very, very happy. I also felt really honored to be blessed with their friendship.  Not to be outdone, the next night Christen and I felt the need to continue the girl talk after seeing Hedda. Since we had not been able to squeeze a facial in that day, we did our own, and managed to recreate the zombie effect in elegant style.

Lovely, aren't we?

Lesson #6: Groupons and Saturday Brunch are the Best!

Enough said.

There you have it. My adventures in the Big City.

What lessons have you learned in your travels?

22 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. thelifeofjamie
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 10:05:25

    it looks like you had a great time! I love NYC, but have hardly experienced it as an adult!


  2. Kathy
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 10:07:10

    I really enjoyed reading about your time in NYC. (I read especially slowly trying to live vicariously through you as my daughter is there and I would like to be walking the streets with her–and you can count that there will be no high heels.) This is great writing. You told the story in a way that we all now want to learn to hail cabs correctly and be zombies, well, wait, no, maybe not that last bit! Glad you had fun, Lisa.


    • Lisa Wields Words
      Apr 03, 2012 @ 10:42:03

      Thanks, Kathy. I’m not too fond of zombie’s myself, buy this zombie experience made my face feel smooth. 😉 Maybe sometime you will visit your daughter in NYC and I can arrange a trip out to meet you.


  3. 4amWriter
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 13:50:17

    I was in NYC in Jan 2011 for a Writer’s Digest conference and was so stressed out about being in the big city by myself. I even rode the train from South Station (4am departure) by myself in the middle of a blizzard. But because I survived the whole weekend without getting mugged or lost, I felt really amazing!

    Traveling is not my forte, so I am always impressed when people can do it and make it look like it’s a walk in the park.

    Looks like you had a great time.


  4. Andra Watkins
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 14:14:19

    I’m with you on the heels. Every time I’m there, I wonder how on earth the women do it. And, it isn’t just that I couldn’t walk that far on the sidewalks in them. I would get my heels caught in everything and fall down repeatedly.

    I’m glad you found your glasses. New York is the best. Impossible not to have a good time, but it looks like you built in a lot of variety to make it really special.


  5. Dana
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 14:48:51

    I have a hard time walking around in heels ANYWHERE, let alone in the streets of a gigantic city. When we spent several months in Prague, I was always amazed at the women who wore heels while out on the cobblestones. Really? Not for this woman. 🙂

    I think I have had a total of 2 manis/pedis in my whole life. Getting an inexpensive treat like that sounds divine!


  6. Kathryn McCullough
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 17:06:01

    Love this post, Lisa–especially the title. Who knew a manicure and pedicure would be so affordable in the Big Apple! Love it.


  7. Piglet in Portugal
    Apr 03, 2012 @ 17:39:01

    I love your Girlfriends and Zombies are the Best picture 🙂


  8. jfb57
    Apr 04, 2012 @ 07:38:19

    Wow! I have made a note of the mani/pedi sessions. You certainly crammed a heck of a lot into your visit!


  9. Taochild
    Apr 04, 2012 @ 18:10:48

    I am especially making not of the no heels policy when and if I make it out there haha


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