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St. Patrick's Cathedral on 5th Ave., 2008 When I was in London in 2008, I had the chance to go to High Mass at Westminster Abbey.  It was an Anglican service, obviously, but it was so moving and beautiful that I've had this fondness for mass ever since.  Earlier that year I had gone to NYC, and I had taken pictures (one above) of this amazing cathedral I passed on the street--I didn't know what it was, but I knew it was lovely.  So, when Ricky and I were planning our trip this year and we had an empty spot in our schedule after our early-morning return from Boston, I knew where I wanted to go! Picture from 2012 Our overnight bus rolled into NYC around 5:30 AM, and we loitered (read: slept) at the Port Authority terminal for an hour before grabbing the subway to 5th Avenue for mass.  We got to the cathedral just after 7:00; I wasn't dressed nearly as appropriately as I would've liked, but the ushers were very kind about it.  The 7:00 mass was accompanied w

Wicked was AMAZING. Gershwin Theater illegal picture Ok, so I sort of already knew that the musical was going to be awesome.  I know all the songs by heart, and I may or may not have seen a short-lived YouTube video of the first half.  However, those things still didn't prepare me for the magical experience that is seeing "Wicked" on Broadway.   We wound up leaving the Met later than expected (it's like a maze in there!), and as we were waiting for the C train to take us to 50th St., I started panicking because I was sure we weren't going to make it by 2:00.  After a lot of empty threats about my getting a cab, the train finally showed up at 1:40, and I was doing all sorts of really poor math in my head to figure out when we were going to get there.  Five stops at two minutes each?  Maybe?  Who knows!  At 1:45, I'm contorting my face into various "stressed out" expressions and cursing Carvaggio for forcing us to stay late at the