The Bartow-Pell Mansion in the Bronx. It's something I've driven by for years, and never had the reason to stop there. I finally had the opportunity to go inside, and this museum was worth the visit and well worth the price- it was free.
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Today was going to be one of those "Half and Half" days, where I spent the first part of it as Marian, and closed out the day as Mario. Given that I knew I was not going to get enough sleep the night before, all the stuff I needed for the morning was in a bag by the door. And this was a good idea, as I would have forgotten something (such as water or a bite to eat) had I been running late or even less conscious than I was.
Even though I was prepared to run late, I was actually showered, shaved, dressed, and out the door with enough time to grab some iced tea to drink and a roll to quell my hunger. Then it was off to speech therapy as Marian, where I got another good comment on the dress I was wearing. Once done with speech therapy, I had a question to answer: Do I go home, or do I go out to an OHNY site as Marian. I answered this question by driving to the Bartow-Pell mansion in the Bronx and going on the tour, my consciousness being enough to get me through another 2-3 hours of needing to stay awake.
The tour started at 12:15, and the guide started leading us through the property. Each of the rooms was furnished according to the period that the Bartow family occupied the house. However, none of the furnishings was original, as the furniture and paintings left the house many, many years before. With that in mind, the curators of this place have done a very good job at giving people an idea of how this house was used by the family living there, and have done a good job of making this house shine.
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When the tour was over, it was time for me to go home. GFJ was expected to arrive around 6:00, and I needed to nap and change into Mario. This was a good thing, as I don't recall falling to sleep when my head met the bed.
More on this weekend later....