On Saturday, April 27th, many members of Walk-O-Rama, as well as a few of our present and former colleagues, embarked on one of the greatest challenges we have yet known: a ‘Lost New York” scavenger hunt in the Financial District of Manhattan. I am sorry to report that much of it still remains lost, despite our best efforts. Unlike our last eating hunt, this one involved much less munching, and, disappointingly, much more thinking. This is a difficult thing to do the day after post-Regatta racing celebrations. And so it was that Team OMG I Wanna Sit was narrowly beaten by The Wooden Teeth Brigade. We failed most of the clever clues in fantastic fashion, thereby leading us to the conclusion that we should limit any future Watson Adventure participation to only those events that revolve around eating, which is a challenge that we are always up to. Though we had been training for all this walking and adventure for over a year in Walk-O-Rama, the best times seemed to come afterwards, when our two teams merged and we enjoyed more of the often overlooked treasures that the city has to offer.
Having unsuccessfully located a supposedly severed head and a building on stilts near Battery Park, we decided to do some hunting of our own as we searched far and wide (well, 3 or 4 blocks) for a tavern that George Washington himself had been known to visit. This was a wonderous place filled with rare ales and other beverages, whose names we cannot recall since Kathy referred to them solely by their alcohol percentage. Kristen had cider 6.5%, whereas Kathy introduced us all to the rare Pale Ale 7%, which many soon after ordered as well. As we explored the historical tavern, we found a plethora of centuries old artifacts, including an 8 foot tall leather banquette that Kathy was not successfully able to sneak out the door. Hours were spent dining on funky cheeses and fish and chips, as well as some divine strawberry rhubarb pastry thing that Raquel kindly shared with the members of her losing team. Thanks, Raquel!
After some presidentially inspired drinks, it was decided that the next logical step would be to board the Staten Island Ferry and ride it to and fro, which reminded Kristen of the poem Recuerdo by Edna St. Vincent Millay. This new experience was a first for some of our group, and plans were soon made to also board a freight ship to France and ride the Port Jefferson Ferry to scenic Connecticut as well. We are uncertain which of these two would be more exciting, and so the plans have been put on hold until a unanimous vote is taken. No delicious cookies or ice cream were to be found anywhere on this vessel, much to Mary’s dismay. Nor did time permit her to get some in Penn Station, due to inconvenient time restrictions. With any luck, she had a stash of her own at home. Such a happy ending would have just made the fun day complete!
We hope you will join us next time as we return to munching in our hunts as opposed to thinking. And we also hope to see you on Thursday when we enjoy the fine weather on another on or off campus walk!