I wrote to Manhattan Plaza, asking for a status update for my apartment application. I've been on the list for three years now, although I know it may well take much longer than that. Crossing my fingers that the response will give me some hope--I would really like to move into a bigger apartment. For some strange reason I got my lease renewal for my current apartment in the mail last week--3 months early. I guess I'll see what Manhattan Plaza says, then ask Milt if there are any openings for a bigger apartment in the building, then call Rachel's landlord.
As bad as it was, I really enjoyed the
Helen of Troy miniseries on USA the other night. It got me interested in the story of the Trojan War--I find it fascinating that this story continues to hold our interest. I found out that
Troy actually existed which astounds me. I thought the whole thing was a myth. Apparently so did everyone until about the late 1800s, when an amateur archaeologist discovered the ruins of Troy, in a site upon which altogether nine cities had been built. Troy fell around the 1200s BC.
How cool is that. These events happened so very long ago...so much has happened since then, so many technological developments, so many people born and died, so many different countries and cultures have risen and fallen, so many different rulers have replaced and deposed and murdered each other. And these people continue to cry out to us, to tell us "We were here. We existed. We were just like you. We found beauty compelling, and hated, and loved and coveted. We fought in battles. We recoiled in horror. We ran in fear. We gloried in victory." From
thousands of years ago.