It is true that school/work consume my life, except for the ridiculously phenomenal VACAY I just got back from! Indeed, I did survive the north. Thank goodness I'm a female because I may not had made it as a guy. I scratched off 3 states on my list last week- NY, NJ, & PA.
I'll brief you on a few things & try not to ramble too much.
Packing was a disaster because ever since I forgot to pack undies on a 5th grade school trip, I over pack!! (Embarrassing, yes.) I had forgotten my suitcases at my dad's house, so J & I shared a big one and two large carry-ons. Mind you, I'm going to buy lots of things during this trip, esp in NYC. Afte
r sitting on suitcases to zip them, we head to the airport. I have a slight fear of planes, so I was already jumbled up. One happy pill later & an iPOD, I'm good to go.It wouldn't be real if things didn't go wrong, hence, Murphy's Law, and unfortunately for my friends, my luck rubbed off. Hopping onto the next plane from Memphis, we don't get to sit together. I cannot have that. I ask a nice man to switch w/ me bc I know I'll have to clutch on to someone I know during ANY little turbulence. He so graciously gives up his seat. Thank you, thank you...wait NO! My freaking seat belt was broken! Then, the stewardess tells me she can "fix" it because it's just a burden to call maintenance. Losing a few more years off my life, I guess she fixed it??? I'm still here.
I cannot remember if I've told you the book I'm reading - I Hope They Serve Beer in Hell. Pretty much the most disgusting, crude, derogatory, repulsive book w/ the foulest language about a young guy's luxurious life of alcohol and babes via journal entries. It's funny though. For some reason, I like it. I would typically be offended. Well, I'm snickering at the book during the whole flight. The older man who had switched seats w/ me leans over to say he's read that book too. A-W-K-W-A-R-D.
We go to NYC..yes! Already have a room booked....and by room, I mean, laundry room. Undoubtedly, it used to be an ANCIENT apt. complex! We had to walk/climb through 2 fire escape doors to get to it! You couldn't even fit a bedside table in b/w the beds! The bathroom was moldy, and the duck-taped furniture had to have been found in an alley. The girl who booked it thinks we can fit 5 GIRLS in there. No ma'am. Three of us walk back down, luggage & all, w/ our heads held high. I am, in fact, better than this. (Not better than much, but definitely that!). We haul our luggage throughout the city, & happily enjoy our stay in a Hampton Inn. One problem- paper thin walls.
After God throwing a fireball at J's head (AKA- fire expelling from her hairdryer), the other hairdryer's coils turn lava red. Reminded me of Home Alone & the way the furnace always lit up in the basement. 3 girls w/ 2 minor explosions, we regress to our 12y/o days- screaming bloody murder. Knock, Knock- noise complaint! Of course, the one w/ the most severe anxiety answers the door. I apologized sincerely & whispered using hand motions the rest of the night!!!
Go to the bars...made lots of friends. Everyone I met, 'surprisingly' had a CEO-like job, had been to Alabama, won the Nobel Prize. They bought us drinks, which were &15/piece, so I didn't care b/c I'm a poor Mexican.
In the cab ride, a girl INSULTS & BELITTLES J & I. Not a fan, not a freaking fan of this broad. I did my best to be congenial & put her in her place w/ her David Yurman on that we all know she's didn't buy. I don't associate w/ ppl like her. They've never really experienced life, worked for anything, much less no anything of any intellect. She had a condo in NYC; she obviously was much better than my Alabamian self.
3:30a.m. approaches, we head back to the room...livid as ever. Now, regressing to our high school yrs, we're yapping like crazy! Ring Ring..."Girls...it's 3:30. Some of us our trying to sleep, or were sleeping." "Ohhh, yes ma'am, sooo sorry! We just got in. Hope you go back to sleep!!" Once again, who answered? ME!!!! We hit up a 24hr diner to finish our high school fest.
In reality, we had the best time ever!! The trip was much needed, & I took it all in. I'll be back soon to tell the rest about Philly!!
Hope everyone had a great St. Patty's Day!!!
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2 comments:
i like the pics, glad u had fun
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This was actually my first comment to your blog but didn't show-up for some reason. Trying it again.
A wise old man…lol…turned me on to your blog. I am by no means a literary critic so I’m not looking for grammar or spelling, but more for content. I have enjoyed what I read. You even brought a chuckle out a couple times. I think it was the mental imagery you were painting. I liked the pictures you posted. Where did you take the one of the tile work with “IMAGINE” in the center? I thought that was pretty cool. I also had a blog at one time, I was thinking of starting a personal business. However, due to some unfortunate circumstances, it has been so long since I posted. They have probably removed me. LOL
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