In search of a cheap and filling breakfast, I wandered down to the East Village again. I feel at home here, so why not? A nothing-looking diner called Stage seemed the right option, with its counter for around 15 people and no tables. In fact barely any room to walk behind the bar stools, because of everyone’s huge coats (oh…
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NYC – Day 2 Part 1, Sublimating exhaustion with Pancakes
Rather unfortunately, the plan to stay up late on the first day and thereby counter the programming to wake up at 2am ET failed miserably. Whoops. Maybe it will work better tonight! 3 hours sleep in the last 48 would seem to make it necessary. Doesn’t mean anything, does it? So to recover from the disappointment of getting up at…