On Saturday, Friend Bobby and I decided we wanted to go play tennis at Hudson River Park. We would meet there at 9:30 and play; however, our plans went awry.
8:00 AM a groggy Jessica wakes up and gets up.
8:45-ish AM a groggy Jessica goes to the L train to go to the 1 to get to the West Village
9:30 AM Jessica walks out of the Christopher Street station and by the time she walks to Greenwich Street, she realizes -- OH SNAP -- she forgot the tennis balls. To play tennis with. She's the one Friend Bobby left the tennis balls with.
9:45-ish AM Jessica finds a line to wait for the 3 tennis courts. She hangs out there, waiting for FB.
10:00 AM FB texts Jessica he's forgotten where the courts are.
10:20 AM Bobby arrives. He had walked up North rather than South. Loser.
10:40 AM We decide without tennis balls, we should hit up some free kayaking that was RIGHT THERE AT PIER 96! So we do. It was actually Jessica's idea to kayak.
11:00 AM In the Hudson kayaking between two piers.
11:30 AM Done kayaking and decide to give waiting for tennis courts another try. Meanwhile, Bobster went up to a friendly couple who had just finished their 1-hour court time to offer to pay for some tennis balls (you can tell that he really wanted to play tennis that day). The friendly people gave us two cans of new balls that he had used just for that day. We're dead serious.
11:50 AM we see this banner flying above our heads. One of those flying banners that says "Free Abortion Alternatives (718) 401-9700.
12:10 PM Jessica goes on a hike to buy lunch.
1:10 PM JESSICA AND BOBBY GET TO PLAY TENNIS!
2:10 PM We leave the courts.
Anyway, long story short, playing tennis in New York City is not impossible, but it's very possible if you decide you want to wait 2 hours.
Afterwards, I did go to the Frick with two other friends later in the day and the Museum of Sex, which was amazingly educational (I'm talking the MoSex, not the Frick. Sorry).
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