Two blocks over, two blocks down

Today we had a lot to accomplish, considering we leave tomorrow. We decided to go to the Italian-American museum this morning, so we took the subway to 42nd St. and eventually found it, on the 17th floor of some building. We saw the first exihibit, but we couldn't go any farther because no one was there. We then headed back to the subway to go downtown for gelato.

After gelato, we trekked around town taking pictures of gelaterias that we hadn't gotten good ones of. We took a break in a park (though unfortunately we couldn't sit on the grass because it was being reseeded) and then decided to take the subway to 8th St. to find Louisa a cardigan she had been looking for. On the map we saw that the station we needed was two blocks over, and two blocks down. We sat for a while longer, watching the grass being mowed, while we repeated to ourselves "two blocks over, two blocks down." We finally got up to go and made our way over to the subway. When we got out at 14th St., Cecilia asked, "Wait! Why are we at 8th St.? I've forgotten." Louisa had to remind her about the cardigan.

After that business was taken care of, we started walking around the neighborhood, trying to find a Jamba Juice (which we are now obsessed with). We had seen a man walking towards us carrying one, so we went in the direction he was coming from. After a few minutes, we came to a sign that read "3rd St." "Wait, how are we at 3rd St. if we were at 8th St. and we are walking uptown?" Louisa asked. We kept walking anyway. Later, after several more blocks, we came to Bleecker St. still Jamba Juice-less and decided to take the subway back up to 42nd St., where we knew there was one. We checked the map and decided to walk to the Bleecker St. station, which we thought would be to our right. After about 10 minutes of walking, we finally realized we were going the wrong direction. We really had been walking downtown. Don't worry, we usually have an impeccable sense of direction.

At one point we were walking down the sidewalk when a woman came up to us and asked us for directions. We pulled out our handy map and showed her the way, but right as she was walking away a man came up to us to ask us directions. We had to pull out the map again. We must look like real New York-ers now.

We came back for our last dinner in the apartment and then started packing. We'll be on a 10:00 bus tomorrow! We've really enjoyed being in New York and would like to thank everyone who helped us while we were here! Though we won't be updating every day from now on (our life in Maine is a lot more boring than our New York life), we'll write every now and then to let you know how the rest of our project is going.