Sunday, June 23, 2013

NYC: Birthday Edition

Since I'm fortunate enough to have been to New York several other times, I already knew that I loved it and also had an specific idea of what I wanted to do this trip: enjoy the local neighborhoods.  My guidelines for our visit were eat all of our main meals at local restaurants and walk as much as possible to explore the city.  As you can probably tell, I like to dream of living there at times.

Although our trip started out quite rough, from the moment we actually reached LaGuardia, it was a great trip.  After arriving at the airport, we took a taxi to our hotel in Midtown Manhattan.   What a sweet surprise to find that they would go ahead and let us check into our room even though it was only 9:30 AM!  It was nice to freshen up and change our clothes before beginning the day’s adventures.

The first part of the day included visiting the 9/11 Memorial (very moving and impressive), walking across the Brooklyn Bridge, eating pizza at the famous Grimaldi’s in Broklyn (and it really was delicious), meeting up with our friend Rachel from Tallahassee and walking along the Brooklyn Promenade and later through Chelsea and the High Line.  We also explored Chelsea Market a bit.



Since we were still full from lunch, we had a light dinner from the street (hot dogs) before getting ready to go to Broadway.  We saw the musical Cinderella, which was very enjoyable with classic Rodgers and Hammerstein tunes and a few modern twists.  Against our better judgment, we also took a short ride one of the rickshaw-like bicycles, which was a fun (albeit expensive) way to see Times Square at night.


The next morning we ate brunch outside at Pastis, a charming French restaurant in the Meatpacking District.  We walked around for a bit afterwards and also bought a few things in Chelsea Market.  After a subway ride uptown, we entered Central Park from the West Side and walked around for a while.  Since I was still on my "pretend I am a New Yorker" kick, I enjoyed seeing “everyday life” there like picnics on the Great Lawn, runners on the trail around the Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis Reservoir, and pick-up basketball games on the courts.  We took the subway back to Midtown and saw the play A Trip to Bountiful with Cicely Tyson and Cuba Gooding Jr.  It was a great show full of emotion and insight, with humorous touches. We did a little bit of shopping after the play and then headed back to our hotel.


Saturday night was the night we deemed my birthday night after the travel fiasco on my actual birthday.  We took a taxi to Greenwich Village and walked around Washington Square and some nearby streets.  It was right around dusk and in the 70s, and there were so many people out – it was the perfect summer evening.  From the crowd gathered around a man playing piano to a few people practicing salsa off to one side, I loved soaking it all up in Washington Square.  Afterwards, we ate dinner at a lovely Italian restaurant called Palma and then topped it off with gelato from down the street. 


Sunday morning we headed to the Upper West Side again to attend church at Redeemer Presbyterian.  We chose the West Side campus simply because they had the earliest service, but it was a neat surprise to find out when we got there that Tim Keller was preaching at this location today.  We both enjoyed church a lot and then headed just down the street to Cafe Lalo (made famous in the movie You've Got Mail) for a scrumptious brunch.  After brunch, we sauntered around the Upper West Side and then through Central Park to the Upper East Side and the Metropolitan Museum of Art.  We didn't have enough time to go through the Met (a Sloderbeck favorite) this visit, but we did enjoy shopping at the gift store for a few moments and just being inside the massive building again.  Then, it was back to the hotel and then off to the airport...where we thankfully flew directly to Atlanta!



Thursday, June 20, 2013

Worst.Airline.Experience.Ever = Worst.Birthday.Ever

Recently, I turned 30.  For a birthday celebration, my mom and I planned a wonderful girls' trip to one of my favorite places: New York City.  We spent the night in Atlanta and were planning to fly up to New York the morning of my birthday (a direct flight, leaving at 10:45 AM and arriving at 1:00 PM) and spend the remainder of the day walking around New York and having a special birthday dinner that night.

Here is what actually happened:
  • 10:15 AM-People start lining up toward a nearby gate/Delta counter; no announcement made...did they change our gate again?  What is going on?
  • 10:20 AM-Buzz among the other passengers is that our flight has been cancelled and we all now have to wait to speak to an agent and rebook.
  • 11:00 AM-We finally talk to an agent who tell us he can put us on a flight via Dulles airport/D.C. and arrive in NYC at 4 PM.  We're not excited about losing those 3 hours, but we'll take it and make the best of it.
  • 1:30 PM-We arrive in Dulles and plan to take our next flight at 2:30.
  • 2:00 PM-Our flight to NYC is delayed...and delayed...and delayed...
  • 5:30 PM-We FINALLY board our plane to NYC, and it's a small commuter plane (2 x1).  We sit at the gate for 30 mins and finally push back to the tarmac.
  • 6:00 PM-We sit on the tarmac and watch jet plane after jet plane take off, but air traffic control says there is too much traffic or something, and our small plane has to wait.  
  • 7:30 PM-Pilot says it doesn't look good.  By this point, I cannot control the tears.
  • 8:00 PM-Pilot regretfully informs us that they have had to cancel our flight and we are returning to the terminal.
  • 8:30 PM-At the Delta counter once again, we find out that that was the last flight of the day to NYC.  We rebook for the earliest flight possible the next day and are told Delta will not even pay for our hotel.  We get a $10 meal voucher each, probably only because I tearfully told them it was my birthday.
  • 9:00 PM-At baggage claim, we discover our bags are already in LaGuardia.  They got put on the 11:45 flight from Atlanta even though we didn't.  Talk about adding insult to injury.
  • 10:00 PM-We arrive at an airport hotel discouraged and exhausted.  We order dinner from the hotel bar (the restaurant has already closed) and then head upstairs to our room.  We take showers and try to sleep but are mostly unsuccessful.
  • 4:30 AM-Time to get up and catch the 5 AM shuttle to the airport.
  • 5:30 AM-Check in at the airport and spend my meal voucher on breakfast at Starbucks.
  • 6:15 AM-We board our 6:30 flight which leaves about 7:00 AM.
  • 8:00 AM-We finally make it LaGuardia...praise God!!! Only 19 hours later than scheduled.
Left: 3:00 PM, enjoying a chai latte and still hopeful
Right: 6:00 AM the next day, pathetic and desperate (notice the Venti chai)
As an experienced traveler, I know that part of this comes with the territory.  I've had some pretty bad travel experiences including throwing up on a train in Spain and having to spend the night alone in a Mexico City airport hotel after returning from my grandmother's funeral.  However, this is the 2nd-worse travel experience I have ever had in my life.  (The only thing worse was when I threw up 25 times in one day in Peru and had to ride in a car several more hours after that.)  Thanks, Delta, for ruining my 30th birthday and having me spend the entire day in airports, airplanes, or airport hotels.

After awhile though, conviction sets in.  Of course I know that this is a first-world problem.  I know that many people would love to spend the day in an airport where they had access to clean water and bathrooms all day long.  On an even deeper level, I wrestle with the theological issue.  If I believe that God is sovereign, then I have to believe that He is still sovereign over everything that went wrong that day.  He could have chosen to have it go differently, but He didn't.  Sometimes, the Lord gives us a glimpse of things from His perspective, like the woman on our plane who was supposed to be in the World Trade Center on Sept. 11th but wasn't.  Other times, we don't know why things go the way they do.  Did this terrible travel day happen to prevent us from a dangerous accident, to teach me about how much I still struggle with the sin of entitlement, or did it not have anything to do with us at all?  Any one of these is possible, and ultimately all that matters is that God is God and I am not.  Oh Lord, continue to teach me that Your thoughts are not my thoughts and Your ways are not my ways...

God is still loving and sovereign even when the story does not have a happy ending.  

Much to my delight though, this story does have a happy ending...from the moment we made it to New York, we had a fabulous time full of blessings we don't deserve but so appreciated and enjoyed.  More details and pics to come in the next blog post!

Sunday, June 2, 2013

Welcome Summer!

Hello, blog world!  I have missed you!  I thankfully made it through my intense, crazy semester of "school" and "school" (graduate and teaching) and am so happy it's over.  Of course, one school is about to start up again this week, but that's much better than doing both at the same time.  Thus, I can finally reenter the blogging world again after a semester-long hiatus.

Of course, it's sort of like when you need to catch up with a good friend that you haven't talked to in several months.  Where do you even start?  with the trivial?  the profound? a long detailed list of events or just a short summary?  Well, I think it is sometimes best to break back into things slowly so I'm just going to list a few of my favorite things from this first week of summer...
  • a day trip to the lake
  • seeing fireflies at twilight
  • the sheer delight on Sunday evenings, knowing that I can linger over dinner with friends and not have to worry about getting to bed on time or finishing up a lesson plan
  • spending time with my parents in Florida
  • going out to lunch
  • catching up with dear friends
  • riding bikes
  • watching TV/movies during the day and not feeling guilty
  • indulging in popsicles or root beer floats