Sunday, November 26, 2006
Blue Skies on Black Friday
The following is a diary of my Day After Thanksgiving, which I pecked out on my Treo throughout my adventures downtown with my family.
8.40 am - Starbucks. Up and on the road by 8 am for downtown and the Macy's Holiday Parade. 20 minutes now in Starbucks order line – place is packed...guessing 15 more minutes until my latte. I count 18 people in the pick-up line ahead of me.
9.01 am - Starbucks. I counted the waiting orders - empty cups lined up for the Barista - to fill. 42. It’s nuts in here.
9.24 am - We are enjoying the parade, and my wife pointed out to me that enthusiasm for marching bands must be regional. Indeed, it has occurred to me that many of the bands here lack the snap and discipline of many of the marching bands in the Southeast. Then again, it’s been a long time since I was in a high school band.
10.58 am - Returned some overpriced merchandise to fye music and fought the crowds. Now off to Macy's.
Noon - Macy's is nuts.
1 pm - Appointment with Santa. Polly Pocket house, butterfly catch and Amazing Alison. What’s a butterfly catch?
2 pm – Enjoying a Ballycastle roll at Kell's Irish pub.
3.40 pm – More Christmas shopping.
5 pm - The tree lighting at Westlake Plaza was heavily attended, as the rain forecast for today never materialized.
7.10 pm – last stop – supper at a Thai restaurant near home. Exhausted. Will sleep well tonight.