This morning we caught the train to Chinatown to see Avatar: 3D at the movies:
We were shouted at by the cinema usher for coming up the wrong escalator. There were two escalators, neither working, we took the one on the right hand side of the lobby…. we were not trying to get into the movie for free.
Who decided that my cinematic experience would only be complete with a soundtrack played at deafening volume?
The last time I went to a 3D movie I had to wear some sort of weird helmet which gave me an awful headache (but it was a step up on those funky paper ones). The glasses given out today were like regular sunnies - though the packet warned us not to remove them from the cinema to look at the sun.
There was a really nasty sour odor wafting past my noise occasionally as though someone in close proximity had taken their shoes off, or wet themselves.
But how was the actual movie? Well, the special effects were spectacular and amazing and out-of-this-world impressive - but I spent 2.5 hours wondering when someone would turn the bloody noise down!
We decided to walk home as it was a lovely day of at least 50F (10C) and we only live 3-ish miles away….
We walked past interesting window displays:
An interesting byline on a nightclub window:
We got hungry and got a very late lunch at a great Ethiopian restaurant:
We came across some excitement close to home:
This gave me a laugh: what was funnier was a woman sitting on a fold out chair right next to this who gave me such a dirty look I was compelled to tell her that I was not taking a picture of her (though you can see a bit of her scarf or something there on the right). It was a very strange place to sit:
This referred to me after my cinematic experience: