I can see the New York New Years ball from the view in my hotel room. It’s so lit up in Times Square that it looks like day time even though it’s after 8pm here. It’s Tuesday already in Abu Dhabi. It’s quiet here. It’s just me alone in this classy Marriott Marquis room.
My morning began with me checking my bags for this trip. In the afternoon, I purchased some allergy pills since my prescription was out of refills, and took out some money. I ran through my directions once more before my wonderful husband took me to the Megabus stop down 30th street.
The bus ride was good. I sat upstairs in the front as if I was driving. No one sat next to me, which was great. It was a quick ride.
I got on the wrong train to town. I realized it when the numbers began decreasing instead of increasing. At the advice of a young lady, I got off at 14th street and crossed over to the other side of the track. I took the train up to 42nd street and got off. I began walking the wrong way, realized it when the numbers were decreasing again and turned around. Finally made it to 47th and Broadway but couldn’t find the Marriott. I found the Doubletree but that’s not my home for 2 more days. I knew the doubletree was close so one of the workers pointed me to the Marriott, across the street, no sign on Broadway. You have to walk on the side street to see the entrance. Check in was easy peasy.
I had a dinner reservation for 7 at Obao, that’s Thai,but I was too hungry to wait. So I started walking, the wrong way, realized when… Well you get the picture. Turned around and found my way. Dinner was good. If you ever go, try the ribs wrapped around sugar cane. Mouthwatering!
I’ve looked over my interview questions and answers enough. I’m ready. Tomorrow’s the big day. Navy blue suit, purchased at Macy’s, pressed and ready. My mind is right. Whatever God wills, will be.