It doesn't feel very momentous, not yet, at least. This is partially due to the fact that I am spending today doing a bunch of errands and boring stuff: dropping things off at the post office, waiting for UPS to come and pick up my larger items, doing the final packing, going to pick up the rental car, and some last-minute shopping (sleeping pads, hiking shoes, a fleece, a funeral dress).
I think awhile ago, I had this idea that I'd spend my last day in NYC doing all of my favorite activities and having a fabulous city day. However, I don't feel bad that it's not working out that way because, as I've said a million times now, this summer was so fabulous, and the entire summer has kind of been one big, long send-off. So no regrets - hell, I even managed to get in my Cyclone ride at Coney Island last weekend. (Terrifying, absolutely terrifying, and I usually love rollercoasters. I do not, however, like rollercoasters that feel like they are going to collapse underneath me. Dear lord.) I couldn't have asked for a better NYC summer.
Last night, I went with Liz and Kate for one last picnic in Central Park, as the Met Opera was doing "Rigoletto" on the Great Lawn. The music was beautiful, and it was nice to spend one last evening in the park.
During the opera, I also may have exchanged some cute text messages with Drummer Boy. I texted him to tell him that I had a great time and that if he had free time today and wanted to hang out or something to give me a call. He texted back, quite enthusiasticaly (there were exclamation points used) that he had a good time, too, and that we should hang out tonight "for sure." *crosses fingers* There were also "Snakes on a Plane" jokes made. And I sat there in the park with the biggest, goofiest grin plastered across my face. In other sickeningly cute crush news, I'm making him a "Muthaf*cking Snakes on a Muthaf*cking Plane" mix CD. Ho hum. Excuse me while I go and drown myself in this vat of caramel over here. (Oh, who am I kidding...I'm loving this.)
In five hours, I get to have my first NYC driving experience. Egads.