Traveling today was smooth, and got smoother as the day progressed. I think its because of our visit to Grand Central Station, our first for this trip, and therefore our first opportunity to pay propper homage to the statue of the messenger god that sits atop it. I think we got lost all of...once. And that was on foot, following instruction provided by the same service that would advise those from San Francisco who wanted directions to Honolulu to rent a canoe and roe for the final leg of the trip. (Its true. I checked. You should too.)
But then Hermes came along, dressed in the skin of a brown skinned, power-walking woman with an odd accent. (Greek, perhaps?) She pointed us in the right direction and then off she went, strutting her way up the steepest hill I'd ever seen and even pointing the direction we should go next while we struggled a couple dozen yards behind. Good 'ol Hermes. Lucky Hermes. It's not her fault afterall. She didn't know we were travelling toward disappointment. Greek gods are enither omniscient nor omnipotent. They've got very specific fields. I'm not sure who is in charge of assanine policy like "You recieved your first immunization shot ten days before your first birthday, therefore it does not count, therefore you may not register right now." But I'm pretty sure it's not Hermes.
But yeah, travelling was good, even if we spent a whole day getting nothing done.
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