Little did I know when I started this blog that the title would expand, requiring me to ask this question of so many new situations in my life....

Friday, September 28, 2007

Balloons over Broadway......



The last day. Oral presentations ended at 3 pm. Final celebration scheduled for 5 pm at the Amsterdam Cafe. Three of us waiting for someone to meet us and then walk across Amsterdam to the party. While we were in the hall the program director spies us and asks if we would mind picking up a bunch of helium balloons at a little shop right next door to the cafe. "Of course not!" we answered. ....That's how it started.

The little shop right next door to the cafe had the balloons, but not the helium. Their shop on Broadway had them, they said. So....wanting to please, we thought we'd zip through Columbia's campus to Broadway and pick up the balloons. And we did. Problem was, that shop didn't have any helium either. But....a little shop just down Broadway (about five blocks down Broadway) had them we were told. Well, we'd come this far, so off we went.

The little shop did indeed have the balloons, and the helium, so we were set. Except for getting the two and 1/2 dozen floating balloons back to Amsterdam.

That's how I ended my experience at TC. Walking down Broadway and Amsterdam with a colorful bouquet of balloons floating over my head -- as tourists on those big red buses snapped pictures.

3 Comments:

Blogger east village idiot said...

That is a great story! Did you feel like Marlo Thomas in That Girl

6:32 PM

 
Blogger ellesu said...

lol! actually it felt sort of like mardi gras -- don't know why....

8:00 PM

 
Blogger Dr. Deb said...

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Congrats!!!!!

4:37 PM

 

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