We did eventually make it to the Cotton Club (ironically painted a very white-wash white). It is a very small place, maybe the size of the Ice House, but yet the such an iconic figure of the Harlem Renaissance and 20's and 30's culture in New York. We weren't able to go inside, but we found it! Next, we hopped onto a crowded 1 train to head downtown to Chinatown. We quite literally went from the top of the island to the bottom. Talk about a change up! Harlem is essentially a very homey neighborhood, not a lot of tourists and without a lot of the hustle and bustle of the city. Chinatown on the other hand, is overgrown with tourists and loud, tacky signs in both English and Chinese (or Korean or Japanese or Vietnamese or . . .), and street vendors (Louis Vutton? Fendi? You want a Fendi?). We walked around for a bit before finding a little restaurant to get some munchies. We had some wonderful dumplings and lo mein, for those are perhaps the basis of our friendship. After re-negotiating our bill with the waiter (he had some creative math), we walked around the neighborhood a bit more, then headed uptown to meet up with another friend in the East Village. After making the trek, in which we had to inevitably empty our bladders in the super nice Whole Foods, we arrived at our destination, The Crocodile Lounge. We chose this particular establishment because, with any drink purchase, you receive a free small cheese pizza. Yes, a legit, home made pizza. So, the rest of our afternoon consisted of bargaining with the bartender and eating little cheese pizzas. Who could ask for anything more?
Now, back in Astoria, I am getting for bed and preparing another day back to the audition circuit. Tomorrow, they are holding auditions for the Non-Equity national tour of Cabaret, one of my favorite musicals. It's also a little more in my personal ouvre, so I am looking forward to this audition a little more than It's a Wonderful Life from Monday (disaster). So, we shall see what tomorrow holds for me. For now, I am glad to be safe and warm at home, a belly still full of pizza, thankful for the many possibilities and opportunities in front of me.