Art and Chocolate

Day two was much more relaxed than Day 1. The morning was spent on the internet and watching tv. After lunch, we went to the MOMA (Midtown). The Dali Painting & Film exhibit was amazing. It was an entire floor filled with Dali paintings -- including The Persistence of Memory -- and Dali films. I was surprised because I wasn't aware that Dali was a filmmaker, but his movies were very surreal (like his paintings) and well made. I would love to spend more time with his films in the future. The paintings and sculptures on the 4th and 5th floor of the MOMA were great. Liechtenstein, Warhol, Magritte, Matisse, Monet, a Van Gogh (Starry Night was not there), and more. There was also a great exhibit called Berlin Street Scenes.
Unfortunately, while I was at the MOMA, I broke my Oktomat. It's not completely a lost cause, but the camera definitely has some issues, ones that I would definitely consider manufacturer issues. I think it will be fixable with some tape and screw drivers but I'm still a little bit pissed because I've had it for less than a month. Unfortunately, because I'm on vacation (aka not in San Diego), I can't return/exchange it with Amazon. It ruined my time at the MOMA a little bit, but I still had a great time because of the wonderful art.
For dinner, we went to Max Brenner (Union Square) and Karen joined us for dinner, along with Sara's friends Raebekah and David. WOW, so much chocolate. They had a small "real" food menu, but the dessert menu was huge and filled with chocolate-y goodness. They also had these pipes running all over the restaurants that were for these chocolate machines, very much like Willy Wonka. The chocolate fondue was excellent! The flame got a little out of control at the end, but it was still fantastic.

Tomorrow, I'm on my own. Sara and her mom are going to the US Open for tennis. I'm planning on going to the Met, waiting in the standby line for The Colbert Report, and meeting up with Karen after her first day as an NYU graduate student. I think I'm ready to take on the subway by myself. After all, how hard could it be?