When I was staying at an Embassy Suites in New York City, the one by Battery Park across the street from The World Trade Center there were four of us sharing a room for one night.
This was August 2001.
My mother had ingrained in me the safety of travelling with others rather than alone. However, I have proven I am a capable traveller. All by myself.
Here’s a fact, I stopped a pick-pocket from stealing my friends purse while watching street performers in Times Square. I stared him in the face and he backed away – true story. My friend never knew what I prevented.
It’s not the first time either.
While on a cruise, the one where I met Pete. The three of us went ashore, my friend was standing taking pictures. Her purse did not have a closed opening. It was only a snap closure, and it was opened. A man started to approach us, my friend(s) were oblivious. I TOLD my friends we had to leave immediately. They, neither appreciated, nor believed what I had prevented. However, I saw him staring at her purse as he approached us. They thought I was taking away their fun trying to be bossy. I believe I prevented her from being robbed, and spending hours in a police station while reporting the crime.
In New York, we were all disagreeing. I should have gone alone.
Why I remember my slippers that I brought from home, I do not know. I had these house slippers that were the color of turquoise. At the thong, between the big toe and the next toe, there was a bright yellow daisy. I thought these house slippers said I was fun. Or, I was trying to be fun. They were silly. They were not my typical choice. As, I am constantly trying to buy items that I would not normally choose. Just for something different.
Trying to step away from the severe cerebral me.
At least, that is who I used to be.
WE - DO NOT AGREE! 