this party's full of nerds

yesterday tested my British queuing prowess to the Nth degree. we got to battery park to take the ferry over to governors island and queued for/half an hour with most of Manhattan. we then queued to get into the lawn jazz party and then again to buy food and drinks tokens and then again to actually buy the food and drink. the only thing I didn't queue for was the toilets, which I've realised is because people wanted to make sure they weren't wasting time in all the other queues just because they'd stupidly gone for a wee.

the jazz lawn party was simultaneously great and geeky. everyone was dressed up (apart from the boy and me). my favourite was the guy in a 1920s woollen bathing costume. as my friend said, 'all these people are nerds. none of them were popular at school.' the band were incredible, having taken original records from the 20s and written out all the individual parts into a full score. amazing.

today has been weird. too overcast to go to the beach as planned, we are now up to date with breaking bad and will have to endure episodes on telly with ad breaks at 10 minute intervals. I feel sad and am bracing myself for the same sense of irreversible loss that I felt when the Olympics finished. just seven more episodes.

today has been a strange day. last night at dinner, our fellow Brit expat friends and we were banging on about how good it is to have so much time on our hands. but it still feels strange that we have no social plans this week. just us and whatever exercise we have in mind. I love it here and the quirky things we find - the bike polo game we stumbled across in the lower East side today, for instance - but do miss our family and friends.