With nowhere to go and a Sunday schedule on the buses (read: not at all), Mommy decided to go to Manhattan. With not much argument from either Alex or Grandma Orquidea, we were off in a flash – or two. (We caught a 2:26 train.) After a slow train and an even slower bus from 125th, we were finally at Central Park.
It’s a good thing it was rainy today. It started to rain while we were at the first playground we stopped in. Mommy decided to head the group to shelter in a restaurant. Le Pain Quotidien filled up too quickly. Mommy remembered that the Boathouse was huge and steered the group there. When we got there, we were greeted by striking workers who asked us to boycott the place. They sent us east towards another more labor friendly place.
I’m not sure I found the place, but I did find boats! Lots and lots of remote control boats for rent! At 11/half hour, I was all in. As soon as Alex understood that it was the all-white sailboats or nothin’ (instead of the personal blue battleship he spotted), he was all in too.
Then there was some part of the half hour spent on explaining how the remote control we were given controlled only ONE boat. After he got that down, he was golden.
What a blast he had! “I’m driving this boat!” he exclaimed anytime I tried to help him out of a jam. After a while, I realized that he’d have more fun in jams than out of them. So, I let him just go to town.
When the half hour was up, Alex wasn’t having any of it. “I’m not ready!” he told the guy who came to get the remote back. “I’m still on the boat!” I told him that there were some goodies I spied back at the rental counter. That’s where I overheard the price of the Captain’s hat – 20 dollars for a boat and a hat. I showed the lady my receipt and she gladly charged me 9 dollars more for the captain’s hat. Alex was thrilled now.
“I’m the Captain and you’re the General”, he told me. “Now, come on! Let’s go!” I wasn’t sure why the Army would be listening to a Naval officer, but he was in a fun little world, so why rock the boat?
Sunday, August 21
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