The author at brunch, Hell’s Kitchen, NYC. Photo: DeBORah.
If I told you how many really incredible people I spent time with Sunday, you would never believe me. Really. I didn’t need a guidebook to New York, I needed a guide book to my own day.
Every single one is doing major work either for lesbians in particular, or for women in general, via the internet and the blogosphere: Liza (brunch #1); Deb, DeBORah, Graces Yip & Chu, Vikki, Reise, and Jess (brunch #2); Elisa (theater!); and the most generous hosts I could hope to finish a trip with, Sinclair and Kristen (dinner + comprehensive, personalized Brooklyn tour).
See? What’d I tell you? And that was just Sunday.
Monday: travel home to my children’s and my beloved’s arms, and recovery. Soon thereafter I hope at least to share pictures. Words to follow.
Great picture — gives a sense of the swirl of energy you describe. Glad you had such a rich visit, and welcome home!
Even more accurate woulda been a solid blur in a 360-degree circle. Thanks for the welcome. I’m heading ever westward (HO!) by the minute. (I type this from aloft.) May just stop being dizzy by the time I land.
Oh my holy hooch! I discovered your awesomeness this weekend. Got home to finally pull up your blog, and you link to “we are fambly??” I adore those ladies. They are just an hour from me, so recently I got to become their for-real-in-person friend.
That just made my whole night.
Wonderful photo!
I wish I could have brunched forever. Great company.