The Cloisters

Hurriedly scribbling about the "morning" excursion before we dash out to Chicago. The artist allowed me to do all the washing while she slept or drew meaning it was close to 11 when we ventured out. Caught the Red (3?) line into 42nd Street and checked out Halftx for cheaper tickets to a show - don't open there till 3pm. Last night to stay up late.

Tess was keen to venture way north to this outpost of the Met. Museum called The Cloisters. Rockefeller donated the land, built the building in an appropriate style so the real old bits of stone blend in with the new and then filled it with Medieval treasures - tapestries, frescoes, relics and reliquaries and so on. Not sure our billionaires would be so generous.

You have to catch the A line way up past Harlem and then walk above the Hudson River a ways (get with the lingo) to the building. Lovely gardens throughout and a quiet place as befits its name. Tess loves the period and its art which she claims is more feminine than others. I think it is just her idolatrous Catholic upbringing rearing its head but I resisted the temptation to nail anything to the lovely old doors and padded obligingly behind. Even had a salad for lunch!

Easy ride back to town where I took a shot of the loooooong queue for tickets. Knocked back a tout and we were about to head back disappointed for our mid afternoon refresh (with G&T) when I spotted the theatre itself. Box Office was happy to discuss good seats and sell us tickets cheaper than the poor Times Square crowd. Will let you know how good they were when I upload some shots from this morning, late tonight or tomorrow morning. Need Tess's computer and she hogs it selfishly.

Due to being technology deprived, I have a two or three step process to get photos to my iPad, rather than simply snapping a shot with a modern iphone and letting the cloud take care of things. Maybe next trip....

Tis 5.30pm. Time to dress for the Show.

Location:190th Street, NYC