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Coming back from the city a couple of nights ago, there was a guy asleep on the train opposite us, and his phone started to ring a little after we pulled out of Cortlandt where it seems he was to descend. Oops. We tried waking him, but he was out cold. Considered borrowing his iphone and doing funny things with it, but thought that might be risky. Couldn't wake him before Peekskill so he carried on up the Hudson.
Last night Chris was in the city. He got the train back, except he made it all the way to Hamburg. Then he got another train back south, so he ended up in Cortlandt, having slept through the Peekskill stop once more. His phone was dead, as was the station, so he had to wait for a while before someone came who called him a taxi. That wasn't enough, he'd left the keys in the apartment, so he knocked on windows, pondered life, knocked some more, then started hammering. I awoke eventually, sometime around 6am, and let him in.
Today I went into NYC for a couple of seminars while he recovered with a stroll around beautiful BM. Evening involved Mexican restaurant followed by music at the Bean Runner Café. Peekskill is great.
I'd say life is about to start getting back to normal, but with a foot of snow forecast...