August 10, 2002

Another day with Marthame's cousin, first in Central Park - we ended up sitting near the bandshell where the Manhattan Society of the Preservation of Barber Shop Quartets was giving a performance. New York, it seems, is the one place where people do things really well that have no financial reward - barber shop singing, rollerblading, animal ballooning...

Yankee Stadium.

We then enjoyed a corporate day at Yankee Stadium (capitalist membership has its privileges). Not only did we get tickets, but binoculars, ice cream, hotdogs, beverages, and cracker jacks! And on top of it all, the Yankees got beat 8-0. For a native Atlantan, it was a little taste of vindication.

We learned when we got back to our host's home that the church sign advertising our talk tomorrow morning had to be replaced - someone had torn it down in protest. Doesn't settle the nerves much.