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Lady Liberty, how long may we rest on your shores?

Ted:
We failed at an early start to Liberty Island, so we made a later start there instead. We blagged my swiss army knife onto the island when you're not allowed sharp objects, which I would put into the same category as Virgin give us glass recepticles for our drinks but not allowing tweasers on the plane. We didn't attempt to climb her and chose instead to play much football in the shade of some nearby trees. The hoipoloi won't be interested, but to the footballing senator it may be of interest that we made ten hacks today - impressive, for those who don't understand. I attempted a drawing of the East River and a distant bridge (badly), Ed drew a face (much better than me) and Olly read. Bit of a mix-up followed (I didn't go around the statue, they did; I waited then thought I would speed up the process but meeting them halfway.........then I went to the dock and waitedandwaitedandwaited. They did the same, back where I originally was, leading to much boredom and frustration on my part. Grabbed lunch (at 4pm) at News Cafe in the financial district.

Home we went and after communicating to Alex via Tilly on her MSN I sorted out with Phil (his room-mate) a place for us at Princeton tomorrow night, which was my first blag and should be a good time.

Re the car, we're now going to be borrowing Ghislaine's jeep I think and we have to express much gratitude.

Off to a Jazz club hopefully - we'll prolly not get in - and then to the bedrooms of all New York female models between the ages of 16 and 29 (they were arbitrary ages that I'm programmed to give)
Adieu

Ed:
id like to say that i could add anything of interest to that but i would b pushing it- however, Olly's new appearance was used to great effect through video camera footage (this will make sense only to those close enough to us who know the details.) apart from that, we didnt die which is always a good thing.

big up love to all family (feeling the new york street lingo). also, wisp to smiley eyes. for those who care, pictures again cannot be added to this entry til a later date due to technical problems. off now to watch (and be amused) ted and olly try to score.

'and comedy will follow us wherever we go,' -norman the doorman.

bush.



Today on the boat over to Lady Liberty's island I heard a woman say to her friend, in a deadly sincere tone, 'I'm just not sure if God wants me to hang myself now'. America is great. On the boat trip back we saw a Hillbilly family beating the shit out of each other saying things like 'God damn Mary-Jane stop chewing your hay-nd'. We also saw the fattest, baldest, crappest man ever with the hottest Asian girl. Riddled with jealousy (we were in a very negative mood, we'd just had a little tiff and han't eaten for at least 4 and a half hours)we began musing as to what the explanation for this bizarre couple could be. Early hypothesis included that he probably had a great personality (and by that we meant massive dong) or that he was rich (and had a massive dong). Ed finally decided the answer was that a rare fetish existed that only those two people shared. Unfortunately he declared this conlusion rather loudly and soon found out the people standing next, in front and behind us were all friends of this strange couple.

We also encountered a New York Street gang today. They didn't actually say anything to us but believe you me it was a truely harrowing experience (I accidentally threw a bottle at them. My natural instinct was to sneek away and hide behind a tree (Grrr) but they saw us and walked over, limping slightly. Realising I'd been discovered I slithered over and said, in a depressingly English accent 'Sorry guys, I didn't mean to, I'm just bad at throwing'. Bemused, they just handed the bottle back and limped off again. Terrifying.

This evening we got home and went through all the video footage we'd taken. 90% of the footage centres around bare flesh, the remaining ten is audio about bare flesh. We haven't yet fully grasped the whole discvery/right of passage journey concept of gap year travelling yet, indeed we haven't really entered the whole travelling spirit yet (later at dinner, at the Rocco Ristorante, we decided this was due to being in New York and staying in our own flat. At the moment we're on a city break, it's fantastic, but not travelling. However that will soon start - by Sunday we will be on the road).

In response to Ed's comment Ted did not score tonight, not that we were looking to, it's hard when your choice of venue for the evening is full of bushy eyebrowed Italian-Americans (although the waiter at the resteraunt was definitely in to me. He had the most gorgeous shiny bald head and the sleekest beard, discounting the glass eye and interesting odour I'm sure, under different cicustances, we could have really hit it off).

Thankyou.

There is always sadness, even in madness.

Olly

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