Monday:
Bus to King Center for Day 8 of the US Open. Seats in Arthur
Ashe stadium, but wandered around during the 11 hours of tennis. Saw
Mardy Fish defeat Gael Monfils. Saw Rafael Nadal struggle with Sam
Querrey. Saw Dinara Safina frustrate Anna-Lena Groenfeld. Missed the
Bryan Brothers, but might catch them today. Saw some high-end doubles
on court 11 (a bleachers court), so we were extremely close to that
action. Good fun. Saw both Williams Sisters [both won easily]. And,
finally, saw Andy Murray, the hope of Scotland, beat Stanislas Wawrinka
in a tough match, though the 6-1, 6-3, 6-3 (I think) didn't match the
fight Stan (that's what the crowd called him) put up. During the day,
hung out with Kelly and her dad, Mike. Had fruit smoothies and talked
about their close encounter with Dementieva and Djokovic at Nippon, a
sushi place. During the evening session, sat next to 2 English ladies
(Marina and Linda) and watched Murray; they explained the tension in
the English relationship with Murray, who is outspokenly Scottish, not
British. Ouch!
Sunday:
We got into Manhattan and walked, and walked, and walked. Saw some interesting people in Central Park and along 5th Avenue, as someone had declared it Brazil Pride Day, or some such. Many people sporting their Brazil 'football' jerseys and colors. [Aside: New Yorkers, or the folks who party on the streets of Times Square seem to have be more comfortable with showing skin.] Ate at the Candle Cafe, one of the many vegan restaurant options here on the island. Delicious.
Bus to King Center for Day 8 of the US Open. Seats in Arthur
Ashe stadium, but wandered around during the 11 hours of tennis. Saw
Mardy Fish defeat Gael Monfils. Saw Rafael Nadal struggle with Sam
Querrey. Saw Dinara Safina frustrate Anna-Lena Groenfeld. Missed the
Bryan Brothers, but might catch them today. Saw some high-end doubles
on court 11 (a bleachers court), so we were extremely close to that
action. Good fun. Saw both Williams Sisters [both won easily]. And,
finally, saw Andy Murray, the hope of Scotland, beat Stanislas Wawrinka
in a tough match, though the 6-1, 6-3, 6-3 (I think) didn't match the
fight Stan (that's what the crowd called him) put up. During the day,
hung out with Kelly and her dad, Mike. Had fruit smoothies and talked
about their close encounter with Dementieva and Djokovic at Nippon, a
sushi place. During the evening session, sat next to 2 English ladies
(Marina and Linda) and watched Murray; they explained the tension in
the English relationship with Murray, who is outspokenly Scottish, not
British. Ouch!
Sunday:
We got into Manhattan and walked, and walked, and walked. Saw some interesting people in Central Park and along 5th Avenue, as someone had declared it Brazil Pride Day, or some such. Many people sporting their Brazil 'football' jerseys and colors. [Aside: New Yorkers, or the folks who party on the streets of Times Square seem to have be more comfortable with showing skin.] Ate at the Candle Cafe, one of the many vegan restaurant options here on the island. Delicious.
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