New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #4 “I Hate This Hotel, I Need Some Horse” 3/26/19

Alright, maybe hate is too strong of a word but this place (Westin at Grand Central) is leaving me less than impressed. Typically at Marriott Hotels (Westin is now part of Marriott) they kill you with kindness. I remember being at the JW Marriott in Austin thinking that I had died and gone to heaven. Patrice had all sorts of places she wanted to visit and I didn’t want to leave the hotel. This place has been bad from the beginning. The front desk person was rude at check-in. We asked if we could get a room with a view. The clerk said we could have a view of the Chrysler building. That sounded great. This is what we got.

Not what I had in mind.

The next day at the hotel breakfast I asked the waiter for a mocha and was told “We only have coffee”. On my way out I asked if they had hot chocolate and when I was told that they did I asked if I could get half of a hot chocolate and half of a coffee and essentially make my own mocha? The waiter said I could but the next day when I asked for it he looked at me as if I was crazy, “You want what?”. When I explained I wanted a mocha he said, “Then I will give you a mocha”. But yesterday you told me you only have coffee. “That was yesterday, this is today”. Not the way I like to be treated.

Today we spent the whole day discussing the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation research grant proposals. Patrice and I are “stakeholders” who review the research proposals and give our opinion from a patient’s (or patient’s caregiver, in our case) point of view. Each proposal is rated prior to the meeting starting. The ones with the lowest ratings are not discussed at the meeting. Patrice and I were each assigned 6 proposals to review. All 6 of hers were discussed, only one of mine made the grade. Obviously we know whose opinion they value around here. One of the scientists came up to Patrice after the meeting and told her that she was the best reviewer. Her presentations were succinct and to the point. Then the scientist glanced at me and said, “Have a nice flight home”.

Tonight we had dinner with an old friend from Iceland. John and his fiancé, LaRae, were dining at the same restaurant in Reykjavik as Patrice and I when we met. They are from the States and live in New York. When we met in Iceland we spoke about all the wonders of Icelandic cuisine, specifically gander, whale, shark and horse. The next night at dinner Patrice and I had a window seat and saw them walking by. We got their attention, and encouraged them to join us. We had just ordered horse and wanted them to have the experience with us. Once you share horse together you are friends for life.

After dinner we saw Keri Russell and Adam Driver in “Burn This”. After seeing “Network” two nights ago we were anxious to see another play. I loved “Network”, wish I could say the same about “Burn This”. Adam Driver was very good but I found the jokes very trite. Lot’s of cheap jokes about gays for one thing. That gets very old very quickly.

Tomorrow we head for home. Next trip will be in a month when we visit Erica in Spain. Yippee!!!!!

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #3 “Lobster” 3/25/19

I have not adjusted to Eastern time yet and not sure if I am on Pacific or still on Australian time. Whatever time zone I am on doesn’t matter since my usual pattern continues, not getting enough sleep while Patrice sleeps like she is an Olympian sleeper.

Last night we were looking for a place for dinner and Patrice said let’s go to someplace close to the hotel. That sounded good but then she said “How about “Palm Too”, it is very close?”. The last time I remember eating at The Palm in Beverly Hills it was in 1979 to celebrate finally selling my 1974 Fiat. The car was a wreck and I was happy to unload it. As I recall the dinner pretty much wiped out most (if not all) of the money I got from the sale of the car. I asked if the Palm Too was related to the The Palm in Beverly Hills and when I was informed that it was I started to get severe pains in my back pocket where my wallet is stored. I remembered that I still need to convince this woman to travel to Cleveland, Detroit and Milwaukee for baseball so I quickly said, “Sounds great!”.

When we went to the Palm in Beverly Hills we saw Kareem Abdul Jabbar. We saw him again at Palm Too but this time it was just a picture on the wall. No other celebrity sightings except for these guys.

Two orders of 4 pound lobsters.

The menu was great but there was one item that was like a light burning into our retinas and that was of course the lobsters. We had a choice of either 3 or 4 lbs. Patrice opted for the 3 pounder but our waiter said that they only had 4 or 5 lbs to offer us tonight. We both chose the 4 pounders and neither of us were disappointed. We had Brussels sprouts to add something green to the table and were not at all impressed by those guys. I am happy to report that Patrice and I have replaced our search for the perfect bread pudding with a search for the perfect Brussels sprouts. We have declared Masa the winner in the bread pudding search and so far the leaders in the Brussels sprouts derby are Zane’s, The Standing Room, and Tin Roof (the first two are in Hermosa Beach and the later is in Manhattan Beach). The Palm Too had excellent lobster but their BS (Brussels Sprouts) needs some work.

Today Patrice suggested we go for a walk. We heard that the Vessel at Hudson Yards was worth a visit. After 16,000 steps we are back at the hotel. The structure is made of 154 interconnected flights of stairs and almost 2,500 stairs. It just opened days ago (March 15, 2019) and you need to get a timed entrance ticket which is free. I am glad they stagger entrance to the structure because having crowds up there would be scary. The views of the city are great. You also get a great view of the Hudson River but I hate to be a negative kind of guy, but who wants to look at it. It is not a very pretty sight from this direction.

The Vessel as viewed near to the entrance.
Patrice and I on the Vessel. Much too close a photo for me. I need a selfie stick. Do they make one that extends about 10 yards?
We stole this idea from a couple of guys from Massachusetts. For a guy like me who is frightened of heights this was a major sacrifice for the enjoyment of my followers.

After the Vessel we headed to the adjacent Hudson Yards mall. This is very upscale, with stores like Cartier, Van Cleef and Arpels, Kate Spade, Tiffany’s, Neiman Marcus, et al. They have some beautiful artwork including this wall piece where you were encouraged to move the sequins to create your own art.

The picture of our art was a blurry. So we stole someone else’s artwork.

The mall also had some upscale ice cream. We loved Van Leeuwen and found out they had a number of outlets in our area of the country.

Good thing we walked 16,000 steps today. After this “lunch” we will need another 30,000 steps to break even.

Today would have been the 103rd birthday of my loving mother, Irene Reiss. Without her, this blog wouldn’t exist. Gone but never forgotten. Today and every day is dedicated to her. xoxoxo

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #2 “I’m Mad As Hell And I’m Not Going to Take It Anymore” 3/24/19

No, No, No! I know what you are thinking but that isn’t the case. Patrice didn’t get sick of me and tell me to leave. No, we saw an excellent play today. But before I get to that let me tell you about last night when we saw, “The Ferryman”. This was a play that lasted 3 hours and 15 minutes. Need I say more? There was a very cute baby in it. Yes, a real live baby in a Broadway play. He/she was so cute. The actor was playing a baby (classic type casting) and just had to be carried around the stage by an actress playing his/her care-giver. It was very cute, just looking around at the audience in amazement. He/she did not have a speaking part, all it had to do was look gorgeous which it did with ease. There was also a live goose and at least one if not two rabbits. The baby and the animals were by far my favorite parts of the play.

Today was much different. Today we saw “Network” starring Bryan Cranston. You might not be old enough to remember the film starring Peter Finch, William Holden and Faye Dunaway and the classic line from the movie, “I’m mad as Hell and not going to take it any anymore”. It was character Howard Beale who uttered those famous words not my wife. That isn’t to say that she hasn’t thought about it at times (who could blame her?). This production was superb but during the first hour I thought, “This is good but I already saw the movie so why did I have to pay all this money to see it again?” Then it started to get very interesting. They used some very creative staging with the use of video to pull off some fascinating visuals. Also some of the audience was onstage. I didn’t even realize they were part of the audience until after the show ended. There was one part of the play where Bryan Cranston came off the stage and sat between two audience members (yes between them on the arm rest) and talked to them making them part of the performance. We had to watch on the stage large television monitor to see what was happening. When the cameraperson zoomed out we could see ourselves onstage. It was a very interesting effect.

“Network” stage prior to start of the performance. The cast was doing yoga.

It was Patrice’s idea for us to see “Network”. I was very lukewarm about the idea. I liked the movie but I saw no point in seeing the play. I knew (and liked) the play’s message of television and corporations running our lives. Certainly the message is still pertinent today, maybe even more so, with the advent of the internet and social media. I really have to thank Patrice for pushing us to go. It reminds me of the time she wanted us to go to an off Broadway musical that really seemed dumb to me. It was about one of the founding fathers. As I recall it was called “Hamilton”. I heard it went on to Broadway and did well.

I also need Patrice on these trip to read signs for me. On our way to meet our friends, Bert and Carol for breakfast we saw a bus that I didn’t understand. I said, “Patrice, look at that bus, it says Big Bust Ours.com” . I was confused and thought it might be some club of women with a certain type of anatomy. She set me straight, “No, Robert, it says Big Bus Tours.com”

Oh.

New York City Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation Day #1 “Changes, Changes, Changes” 3/23/19

Today we are leaving for New York to once again participate as “Stakeholders” for the Crohn’s and Colitis Foundation. We will review proposals for research grants and help the Foundation decide which studies to fund. There will be two scientists (who actually understand the proposals) making the decisions. We will be there to give a patient or caregiver point of view. I am not sure how important our input is but I do know that I love hearing what the scientists have to say. Last year I learned a lot and even at my age that is quite thrilling. The foundation invited us again and so we decided to come back.

As you probably know, New York is a marvelous city with loads of opportunities to have fun. We love going to Broadway to see a show or play. Of course there are spectacular restaurants, just too numerous to count. We also love the museums and other special venues.

The Big Apple is a lot different than Australia we where vacationed the first two weeks of this month. For example I was thinking about our arrival in the “City that Never Sleeps” and remember what I have dubbed “The New York Second”. That is a unit of time that I define as how long it takes from the moment the traffic light turns green until the guy behind you starts to honk. When I thought about our trip to Australia I realized (or as the Australians would write “realised”) that I did not hear one person honk their horn. Yes, two weeks without one horn honk. I asked Patrice to confirm and she too was at a loss to remember such an event.

But the biggest news today is that I have upgraded my subscription to WordPress and you shouldn’t see any more ads on my posts. Also I have access to their online help so I am going to try to make things look niftier. Please be patient with me while I experiment.

If anyone at home is feeling the least bit envious of our flying to NYC, be comforted by the thought that I am currently in a petrified state of mind. This plane is bouncing around as if it is in a washing machine. I am afraid to ask the staff if this is a Boeing airplane, the reason being is that I already know the answer.

I am going to stop and post now just in case Flight 307 doesn’t touch down safely in NYC. Even if we do land safely it will take me some time to get my colon out of my throat (the risk you take when you put your seat belt on as tight as I have it). That brings up another thought I have had. What good does a seat belt do when you are crashing from 35,000 feet? So let me sign off now and tell all my friends and family, I loved you dearly. Please don’t fret over my loss

One last thing, Ernie, you still owe me 20 bucks and my son knows where you live.

AUSTRALIA DAY SIXTEEN 3/18/19 “Home Sweet Home, Faster Than a Speeding Bullet”

This was a very interesting trip. As you might recall on our way to the land down under we lost a day. Yes, March 3, 2019 was eliminated from our existence. Well on our way home we will accomplish a feat that even my favorite superhero, Superman, would be hard pressed to duplicate. If all goes as planned we will leave Sydney on Monday at 11:15 AM and arrive in Los Angeles,on Monday at 7:00 AM. Yes we will arrive more than 4 hours before we leave. Okay, Man of Steel, let’s see you top that.

There were some other things that I thought a bit curious during our trip that I don’t think I previously mentioned. If there is a duplication please forgive me, my editor is doing some rather unimportant activities while I write. She has been sleeping, packing, and making sure we have our tickets and passports.

LAX Bradley Terminal collecting water bottles. Gratefully the Aussies are not this nutty and we got to take our water from one hot city to another.
I asked our guide what in the world is Parrot Pake? It sounds horrific.
He said it is Carrot Cake.
Do you think Mr. Trump would like this sign?
7/11 Stores seem to be everywhere in Australia.

Starbucks are all over too, but oddly are frequently empty.
Kobe Bryant in Melbourne.
I guess “No Junk Mail” is not a valid request.
EMU not EMOO
Koalas: They just eat leaves and sleep most of the day. What a wonderful life.
$5 to touch a python? They must be kidding, they’d have to pay me a lot more than that.
A bit far to travel for a Brooklyn T-shirt.
But not too far to come for a haircut.
You just have to love Australians, look they combine Burgers and Concrete.
And they love us Yanks. They even warn us when we cross the street.
Time to head for the plane. So that is all for this trip. G’day mate.

AUSTRALIA DAY FIFTEEN 3/17/19 “Robert’s Last Day”

No, I didn’t die last night but I did still feel awful starting out the day. They say that you shouldn’t let the weather determine how you feel but I felt awful and it was pouring in Sydney. Today was our last day in the city and I wasn’t going to let the rain dampen my spirits (sorry for the pun). But I will admit traveling is very exhausting and I will welcome a return home. I need to get back to work so I can get some rest.

Last night we had a lovely dinner at a restaurant called Fratelli Paradiso (12-16 Challis Ave, Potts Point NSW 2011). We met my sister-in-law, Fayla’s cousin Samena, her husband, Sam, and Samena’s 97 year old mother, Zara, for dinner. It was a delightful evening even though I felt awful. They are a wonderful couple and we also had dinner with them (and four of Fayla’s friends) when we were in Melbourne. After dinner we took a short ride to their apartment which overlooks the Botanical Gardens. You can also see the Sydney Harbor and the Opera House from the rooftop.

Today we took a walk with most of our group in spite of it raining very heavily. We saw a few sights but I wasn’t very interested because I didn’t feel well. Our guide then announced that, true to his word, he would escort us over the Sydney Harbor bridge. I couldn’t help but think what had to be thinking, “I will escort any of you across the bridge if you are stupid enough to want to do so, in this pouring rain”. Of course he is much too nice to say that (but nothing can stop him from thinking it). I, of course, my hands at my side. Only a few people lifted their hands but much to my disappointment Patrice was one of them so I said I would go as well. The guide looked at me and gave me a look that seemed to say, I thought you were a smart guy. Mob mentality seemed to rule and I think everyone decided to “give it a go” (Did I really say that? I think I might have been here too long).

So, it was off to the bridge we went. Luckily we took the train to the opposite side of the bay and only had to cross one direction. When we got onto the bridge it was raining very heavily. I got soaked. For some reason my previous fatigue had lifted and the virus was no longer an issue. It was just the rain and wind that were the problems. One of the beautiful things about walking across the bridge is to see the Opera House from a unique vantage point. This is what it looked like today.

Actually this is better than it looked to the naked eye.

After this trek many of our warriors went back to the hotel. Patrice and I went on to the Opera House and exchanged our 2:45 pm tickets for the 1:00 pm show. This was Patrice’s idea and turned out to be a stroke of genius. Not only did we not have to wait around for an extra couple of hours, we got much better seats (in the 4th row). As you might recall from yesterday we were going to see a kids concert with the orchestra playing Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at an Exhibition”. Prior to the concert they had a kids area where a musician demonstrated a variety of brass instruments and taught the children some interesting information. The concert was superb. In addition to the music they had a mime who pantomimed the concert. It was great being in this very special venue.

After the concert we headed back to the hotel to dry off. Tonight we have our farewell dinner with the group. I must admit being as ornery as I am I usually find at least one or two people in a group to dislike but this travel party has proven me wrong. Everyone has been very considerate of each others time and no one has been exceptionally obnoxious (except for me, of course). Our tour guide, Darrin, has been exceptional. He is very knowledgeable but even more important he makes sure every traveler’s needs are met and he is very flexible regarding the agenda. If something comes up that interests the group we are on our way.

There have been things on the trip that have not been to my liking, for example the flies in Uluru and Alice Springs (actually all of Alice Springs) but overall this has been an excellent experience and I look forward to returning to Australia. But next on our agenda is New York. So if you are sick of hearing from me now, just wait, next Saturday I will be messaging you again.

I hope you continue to subscribe and comment on my blog but if you don’t I can only say what I have learned from so many Aussies, “No worries, mate”.

OAT Australia March 3-18, 2019 group.

AUSTRALIA DAY FOURTEEN 3/16/19 “Sydney Opera, Almost a Perfect Day”

We had an early start today and took a nice ride around the city seeing many wonderful sights. We had some wonderful wildlife sightings today. We saw a pair of Rainbow Lorikeets. Apparently these are found in the Rain Forest. We saw virtually no wildlife on our Rain Forest tour but we saw these two lovelies here in Sydney.

Two Rainbow Lorikeets sharing something that does not look too healthy.

We also saw a kookaburra and a myna bird.

Patrice even treated me to a verse of the song, “Kookaburra sits in the old gum tree”.
Who would have thought a major city would supply such wonderful sights?

The real prize was the ferry ride that brought us by the Sydney Opera House, the main attraction for today.

The symbol of Sydney: The world famous opera house.

The Opera House looked every bit as lovely as it has the hundreds of times that I have seen it in print or on television. We went on a one hour tour which was superb. We also bought tickets to hear Mussorgsky’s “Pictures at an Exhibition”. When I first learned that we were going to have this opportunity I became very excited. I am not a classical music aficionado but this is a piece that I am very familiar with and enjoy very much. Unfortunately this is a performance for kids so I might have to deal with some unruly 5 year old but who cares, we will be listening to classical music in the world famous Sydney Opera House.

The bridge over the harbor is also part of this iconic view. We could see individuals on top of the bridge. Apparently when crossing you are strapped to the bridge to prevent you from falling over.

The famous Sydney bridge. The Opera House is not shown but it would be just to the left.
Brave souls crossing the bridge.

We found out that the city officials were initially very reluctant to allow anyone to take people across the top of the bridge. The person who wanted to start this business was repeatedly given reasons why he could not conduct this venture. He must have been a persistent individual because he eventually got approval and for $250 you can be taken across the top of the bridge.

After our great tour of the Opera House we had lunch at the Museum of Contemporary Art and then headed back to the room. We did have some optional free time but I wasn’t feeling well so we headed back. I know sometimes people die on these trips so I asked Patrice, “If I die who would you take on our Africa trip in May?” She said “I wouldn’t go, I would cancel the trip.” I told her she shouldn’t cancel because as I told her, “I don’t want to make you suffer after I die. It’s enough that I make you suffer while I am alive”. I am really feeling awful, so I better get to bed. I hope to write more tomorrow if I live through the night.

Patrice here now. How could I even consider going on a trip to Africa if Robert was to die? By the way are any of you readers available from May 22 to June 13th this year?

AUSTRALIA DAY THIRTEEN 3/15/19 “Beware the Ides of March”

Travel day today. We are heading to Sydney, the capital of New South Wales and the most populous city in Australia. Before leaving Cairns (actually we are staying just north of Cairns in a town called Palm Cove) Patrice and I signed up for a Sunrise Kayak trip. We needed to be at the dock by 5:40 AM and this was a major concession for Patrice because she is not an early riser like I am. As compensation for her efforts I agreed to be in the back of the kayak and do most of the paddling.

We used Palm Cove Water Sports and the owner, Brad, was our guide. We had a wonderful time. We paddled to a nearby island were Brad filled us in on some of the local history and showed us some of the local animals. We got to see a few stingrays, a small shark (Brad said this type was harmless) and a fish that is apparently part shark and part stingray. It was very small and Brad said he sometimes picks them out of the water. I sort of ignored that comment until a little further up the beach he bent down and came up with one in hand. Clearly there is no risk of me trying to take his job.

On the way back to the dock Patrice stretched her arms out, took a deep breath and said, “Isn’t this relaxing?” Clearly she didn’t realize that her Sherpa in the back was gasping for breath and praying that a big wave would bring us to shore.

This in the island that Patrice and her Sherpa paddled to this morning.
When we arrived at the dock it was still dark. I didn’t see this sign until we left. Maybe kayaking wouldn’t have seem like such a great idea if I saw this first.

After a quick shower and another great breakfast we were on our way to the airport. While waiting to board the bus to the airport we saw a man with a big case of beer. Someone asked if he was getting ready for a party, but one of our fellow travelers, Garth, joked to the Aussie, that what he had was “Just one day’s supply”. I laughed but the Aussie didn’t seem to get the joke. My reasoning was that it really was just one day’s supply.

The trip to the airport was uneventful. Darrin, our guide, said the forecast for Sydney was heavy rains. Darrin likes to keep our expectations low so we are never disappointed. He alerted us that our flight was delayed and because of the weather some flights might be diverted to other airports. “Who knows we might even wind up in Perth” he quipped. That was a joke because a flight heading to Sydney being diverted to Perth would be like a flight from Boston to New York being diverted to Los Angeles. He was kidding. I think.

The flight did leave a bit late but we made up some time in the air. On board they had a wonderful entertainment system which was an iPad that locked into the seat in front and you used headphones for the audio.

iPad attached to the seat in front of me. You can see the movie I was watching and my reflection in the screen.

Luckily we arrived in Sydney to be greeted by perfect weather. Soon we leave for dinner and tomorrow will be a tour of the city. Forecast for tomorrow is 100% chance of rain. Damn, can’t they give a guy SOME hope?

AUSTRALIA DAY TWELVE 3/14/19 “Jungle Visit”

I thought it would be hard to beat the great day we had at the Great Barrier Reef yesterday and I was right. Today we headed to the Daintree Rain Forest. Darrin warned us that this would not be full of monkeys and wildlife like we saw in Costa Rica. We had a guided walk through part of the park with an Aboriginal guide. He was very informative about the local vegetation and wildlife (although we saw very little of the later). He also explained a great deal about how tribal healers would use some of the natural plants for medicinal purposes. He demonstrated how to prepare a lotion useful for sunburns. It was very interesting for me as a doctor to hear this information. One of our tour members asked if he learned these healing methods from his father or grandfather to which he said, “No, I learned it on Google” (just kidding, he said his uncle taught him).

Our Aboriginal guide (Santos) explaining that this tree (engulfing another tree) was an inspiration to James Cameron for a sequence in the film Avatar.

We also had another short tour of a different section of the park by our OAT guide Darrin. He is a picture of the two of us below.

Note that Darrin is concerned that I might fall over at any minute. He is a very perceptive young man.

After the park we headed back toward town to have lunch. Once again we had barramundi which we have been told is Australia’s most popular fish. I have enjoyed it immensely. We also had a variety of exotic fruit served with the fish. One of the restaurant owners explained what each item was and gave us some fun facts. Unfortunately it was too much information for me to process at one time but it still was enjoyable.

Creamer at restaurant. Notice the cover. This is a jungle and they know their bugs.

After lunch and on our way back to the hotel we also stopped at Rex Lookout, for a view of the ocean. I am so glad we stopped because I had to take a picture.

Absolutely gorgeous! The beach, ocean, and mountains look good too.

Tomorrow we head for Sydney the last stop on our tour.

AUSTRALIA DAY ELEVEN 3/13/19 “Reefer Madness”

Yesterday we flew from Ayers Rock (Uluru) to Cairns. It was wonderful seeing all the green scenery flying into the town. When we got off the plane it was much cooler but very humid. It reminded us very much of Hawaii and was a great improvement from where we had just left.

We had an excellent dinner at the hotel (Peppers Beach in Palm Cove) during which we were serenaded by an Australian Tree Frog. We heard this constant banging sound throughout dinner. Our waitress told us the name of the creature who was making the racket and we went looking for it. By the sound it was making we were convinced it had to be the size of a small horse.

This grapefruit sized creature made noises that sounded like the hotel was being demolished.

Today was our day to explore the Great Barrier Reef. The weather was perfect and the staff on the boat was terrific. Everything went as smooth as could be expected. I didn’t bring my camera so I had to depend on our tour guide, Darrin, for photos and he got some great ones. The pictures are his but the expert commentary belongs to me.

One fish.
Two fish.

Okay, I confess, the commentary was plagiarized Dr. Seuss\.

Darrin also took a picture of Patrice and me that might haunt me for the rest of my life.

Doesn’t she look gorgeous? Don’t I look like a total geek?

Today was an incredible day. Patrice and I saw so many things that we had never seen before. We saw the Great Barrier Reef, many exotic fish, many beautiful birds and a woman in her mid 50’s with a hickey on her neck.