I guess it is about time that I wrote about my fabulous trip to New York. This is part one of...well I am not sure how many parts. I stole this idea from Chris (even though he never finished his other parts).
Last year, my best friend Tiffany, thought that it would a great idea to go to New York for her bachelorette party. She is getting married on Saturday, August 30, 2003. The bachelorette party would consist of all the bride's maids; myself, Sonya, Terenie, Lena, Jackie and Stacy. First thing that came out of my mouth was, "Umm yeah, how much is that gonna be?" I am not really a cheap person, but my budget is tight and New York ain't no cheap place to travel or LIVE in. Tiffany researched and found this great package on Expedia, $450.00 per person which included airflight (round trip) and three nights of hotel stay. Luckily, I was able to pay for that with my 2002 federal tax return.
I really did not get too excited about the trip until the week of (we left on Thursday night). I started telling co-workers at work about my trip and some
were telling me where I gotta go. I was like psssst whatever because when it came down to it, I was gonna go see the sites that I wanted to well at least as many as I could see in that brief duration.
You know on Thursday night, my lazy ass did not officially start packing until 9pm-ish and when JT came home about 11pm or so, packing was put off for a long while. So, I set the alarm for 5am and prayed to God that JT would wake up from the alarm to wake me up so I could finish packing. When JT woke up, my mind was like WTF is going on and I started to ramble some bullshit about I do not have to go anywhere...leave me alone. I took two deep breaths and my mind awoke. 5am. Ok, my flight was scheduled for 10:30am, I got plenty of time to get ready right? It took me about thirty-five minutes to get my mind functioning correctly. I dearly wanted to go back to sleep. I was strolling going back and forth between the cockpit, bedroom, livingroom and kitchen, grabbing knick knacks here and there, finding clothes to wear, cleaning off my desk area and paying bills online. I did not do any of these tasks in order. I am a multi-task person yanno, which can be the downfall of me at times. I did all that shit at once. I had my luggage open up in the living room, ironing board up, clothes everywhere, batteries and phone charging and me looking like a chicken with its head cut off. While JT was getting that last minute shut eye, Tigger looked at like I was a damn fool.
Around 7:50am I was almost done packing, so I decided to call Terenie to see what time her and Mike were picking me up. She said she was going to leave at 8am, which I know means to add on an additional 10-15 minutes.
We made great timing to the airport, so Terenie decided to stop at McDonald's on St. Charles Rock Road to get some breakfast. Now this McDonald's is truly one of the best McDonald's ever because they have almost every Happy Meal toy that McDonald's has ever had. Terenie and walked down memory lane as we glanced at all of the stuffed animals from each and every Disney movie and the little McDonald character figurines, such as Grimace and Fry Guy. The only thing that they did not have was those pop-oids. Do y'all remember those toys? Those ten minutes almost brought a sentimental tear to my eye. Not enough to go grab my camera out of the car and take a picture though. And to top that I got a free milk because they doubled my order by accident.
Not to get side-tracked, but I got some beef (no pun intended) with McDonald's. Why is that they only serve pork with their new McGriddles? I really do not think it would be that expensive to invest in some turkey sausage!!
In the parking lot I glanced at the clock from the bank next door and the time read: 9:11. That gave me the heebie jeebies but I quickly shook them off. When we arrived at Lambert Airport (9:30am-ish), the baggage check in and security check was fairly smooth. I made sure to have all of my items such as, nail file, clippers, scissors and razors in my big luggage and NOT my carry ons. I was not
trying to hold up any line and be on the local news talking about a Black woman caused a ruckus at Lambert. I later found out that Tiffany had the wand used on her and for some reason I found that shit to be hilarious. She had nothing
extra on her, so I was baffled indeed. At about 10am we sat at our gate and we did not have to wait long because approximately fifteen minutes later the attendants started calling people onto the plane group by group. For some reason American Airlines fucked up our seats going to New York; they split us all up and where were in different groups and rows. That really did not bother me until I arrived at my row in group two and saw that I was stuck between to raggedy old white people. The man looked at my like I was a great inconvience to him, because when I arrived at my seat in the middle, he was forced to move his sports jacket. I wanted to cuss that bastard out because, I did not want to be there any more than he wanted me there. I squeezed my fourty-one in the seat, looked to my left and right and took a deep sigh.
I knew it was going to be a long flight when the woman on my left asked me when were scheduled to land in New York. Bitch, ok do you know have the iternary? You mean to tell me you just flight hoppin and taking things as they go? I rolled my eyes, whipped out my print out of the itinerary and pointed the times to her stupid ass. A couple of minutes later I looked up and Terenie told me that there was an empty seat next to her.
HALLELUJAH.
But not quite.
I dragged my fatly packed Jansport and my overly stuffed Nine West purse over to Terenie's seat and as soon as I could catch my breath, the whore who the seat originally belonged to returned.
She was an interesting character. She looked Chinese but sounded Sweedish. I looked at her and gave her the biggest WTF look of the day. Her confused ass looked like she did not understand what happened to her seat. I looked over at Terenie and laughed my ass off, but I was pissed at the same time. On the next row up, there was an empty seat, I started to dash over there and then the woman to my right offered to sit there so Terenie and I could stay together, but in my mind I thought hell naw I do not want to sit next to this crazy bitch. Then out of no where the flight attendant popped in the scene and said that there were two free seats near the back and offered them to Terenie and I. I immediately nodded my head yes, grabbed my bags and wiggled my forty-one out in the aisle. Chinese-Sweedish woman kept standing there like she did not know what the hell is going on. I gave her this bitch move the fuck outta the way look and motioned my hand the way she needed to move. In the background, I could hear the flight attendant, saying "please hurry to your seats, we need to take off." Aww damnit, now I was holding up the flight. I giggled to myself. What seemed like an eternity later, Terenie and I arrived to our seats.
At this rate it looks like I will have about ten journal entries for NY lmao but umm we shall see. Part Two next.
mis S n E X us (6:11:49 PM): I took a pic of NBC studios
Nf TurBo 19 (6:11:55 PM): I took a tour of it
mis S n E X us (6:12:03 PM): :X
mis S n E X us (6:12:09 PM): you always gotta top me eh?
Nf TurBo 19 (6:12:10 PM): Saw the SNL studios n a few other
mis S n E X us (6:12:17 PM): SO!
mis S n E X us (6:12:24 PM): lol
Nf TurBo 19 (6:12:27 PM): we couldnt do conans cause he was tapin in progress
mis S n E X us (6:13:09 PM): well I was on the Today Show on Saturday, saw The Isley Brothers perform. Can you top that?!
Nf TurBo 19 (6:14:23 PM): Hmmm yes i can
Nf TurBo 19 (6:14:34 PM): I was in Times Square watching live bands perform while I watched the ball drop in person
Nf TurBo 19 (6:14:38 PM): :-)
mis S n E X us (6:14:39 PM): DAMNIT
Nf TurBo 19 (6:14:44 PM): on new years eve
mis S n E X us (6:14:49 PM): DAMNIT
Nf TurBo 19 (6:16:12 PM): Did you ice skate in the little rink in Rockefeller center?
Nf TurBo 19 (6:16:25 PM): I never got to do that... I wanted to cause they always show it in movies
mis S n E X us (6:17:43 PM): Skate, in the middle of July? no not this time Chris :P
Nf TurBo 19 (6:17:55 PM): oh yeh :-D
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