It started off pretty much like the other days heading into New York. I was fairly well rested. I sat on the train full of well being. I would be seeing four plays with two of my daughters.

Then, the phone rang. It was my eldest daughter. One of her co-workers had an emergency and my daughter needed to work a double shift. She would miss the first couple of plays but hoped to join me in the evening.

At Bridgeport, the was a delay. I wasn't concerned. I had extra time built in to my schedule. They delay lengthened. Then, it was announced that there wires down. We had to change to shuttle buses.

I was glad that this didn't happen on Wednesday with Fiona and I looked around the crowded train. It was full of families heading in to the Yankees game. I felt csorry for the kids waiting for the train or at leat updates from their father's cellphone about the score.

I arrived in New York too late for the final performance of Butterfly, Butterfly, Kill Killl Kill. I stopped at Fringe Central briefly before heading east to the Connelly Theatre for The Maid of Orleans, Two Girls and As You like it. Each show was good and Two Girls was amazing. It has taken over the role as my top mustsee show.

It made for along late night. I am now back on the train heading in for what I expect to be the final day of FringeNYC for me. I am heading off to Cape Cod for a week. I hope to get up reviews of these plays before I leave, but I am very tired and need to rest.