Lost in New York
Tish at Girlfriend’s Getaway Guide writes about losing her hotel in New York. (It was on West Broadway, she was on Broadway).
Join the club, Trish. I have had my share of lost (or mixed-up at least) in NY stories.
Train Station. (didn’t the train to Connecticut leave from Grand Central? Not the Amtrak, now I got it)
Bus Station (But the GW Bridge is a Port Authority Bus Station, too, isn’t it?)
Airport (we won’t ask, ok?)
Museum (was meeting my uncle for a lecture, but he wasn’t there. Asked for the lecture hall. Couldn’t find where it was scheduled. Oh yeah. Met. Not Natural History)
Tower (went to an office to pick up some advertising leaflets I was supposed to distribute. 1WTC. Got to the floor, the layout is wrong, can’t find the office, the guy. I call. Yup, we agree I am on the right floor. But I turned myself around between the PATH plaza and the Citibank, and was in the other tower)
I think I am missing one, but that’s enough of a chuckle for now.
JD2718 
JD — It’s a big city with BIG buildings. I can see how anyone could get mixed up — especially with the train and bus station. I usually review the street map of where I’m going so I have a good feel for where I ought to be. But I totally missed that Broadway thing — one of the comments on my blog mentioned East Broadway. Does that really exist too?
tish robinson
Tish,
that was my comment, and yes, there is an East Broadway. It has no relation to regular Broadway at all, not even close by. It runs from Kim Lau Square east through part of Chinatown that tourists don’t usually visit.
I was there a few weeks ago. I went with a tourist who wanted to look at bags. Canal Street? Didn’t like anything. East Broadway? A little better, but no. So we walked down to City Hall. I was thinking Century 21, but we hti something smaller but with the same feel a few blocks earlier. Bingo. 2 bags. (I wish I had read your bag stories before making the trip. It was a full afternoon.)
Anyhow, the City IS hard to navigate for tourists. I am glad that you found, contrary to popular myth, that we really are helpful when out-of-towners need help.
But my stories are not so much about getting lost, as deciding pig-headedly to go to the wrong place, and doing so brilliantly.
Jonathan
So Pluto is no longer Pluto? That’s confusing.
That maybe explains why Pluto is just a dog while Goofy can actually talk, albeit in a very annoying fashion.