||[Feb. 15th, 2005|02:33 pm]
At lunch yesterday, Keagan said, "Let's go to the Eiffel Tower."
"When?" I asked.
"We won't have time before dinner."
"It's not that far! You can see it out the window."
"Far away out the window."
"Come on! Adventure! We'll use the Metro!"
"I don't - "
"Please? I was born in a cornfield, practically - I've never seen a subway."
He looked so pathetic. I caved. Only, as it turns out, having been on the NYC subway a few times, always with someone else, really didn't help me navigate the Metro too well, and at one point I think we were out wandering around by Rodin's garden, but other than that, we didn't know where we were. Eventually we said screw it and bought ice cream cones because I thought they would help us concentrate.
(I got vanilla, and it was like they poured pure vanilla extract on a pile of cream. It was really good.)
We did eventually get back to school, mostly by luck, but not until after dinner, which is past curfew. The principal put us on restriction for a week. Then we played Connect Four with our friend Gilly until we went to bed.
In bed, I realized that I hadn't thought about it being Valentine's Day throughout the whole afternoon and night, and I decided that Keagan is my best friend.