New York as told by Jordan Brunner aka Cutiepants.
Ok, so as you may or may not know, my family decided to go to New York City for christmas. The gang was: Myself (Jordan), Kara (my baby), Dyani (older sister), Alex (dyani's man), Savannah (little sis) and Kelly (mom).
Day 1: we leave for the airport. here's a pic of my view from the airplane. we left at about 10:00 am from the airport, and arrived in NYC at the hotel at 10:00 pm. The Hotel (New York Mariott Marquis) was the most fantastic hotel I've ever stayed in. ever. It was the biggest in Times Square (that's right, we were literally in the heart of Manhattan). We were on floor 34.
The Mariott had these pod-like elevators that would bring you from floor 1 to floor 48 in a matter of 22 seconds. It felt like we were getting beamed up to our room from some spaceship. I make it my goal to get a hot dog from a cart on the street. my mom bought a "prada" bag from 3 black guys in an alley. it was scary. (sorry, no pics of that encounter).
Day 2: We awake, and have lots to do. First up: Statue of Liberty. Which, I have to say, was somewhat smaller than I had hoped. I always thought of it as being this GIGANTIC statue, but really, it's just the platform it's on. The statue herself is kinda short. Here's Kara with her.
next up, Madame Tussad's wax museum. all in all, it was fun. I got some good pics with celebs that look amazingly real (until your flash goes off. then they just look like wax.).
more wandering around the city after that. still no hot dog.
Now, this story is pretty good. We go to the Guggenheim Museum that night. I am delirious from the flu, and the medication overdoses that I have been doing for days. The museum is shaped like a funnel, or a shell. The middle is hollow, and the floors spiral around the sides. The reason I mention it is because Kara dropped a bottle of orange Sobe from my backpack, shattering it on the floor. The broken glass echoes through the whole museum, and orange fluid spills down the lobby right into a line of people waiting for the coat check. I take the blame.
Oh, by the way, I was sick with the flu the ENTIRE TRIP. yeah not fun. which leads to...
Day 3: I slept. all day. the flu was horrible. Kara, my mom, and savannah went to Ground Zero. I slept. I also spend upwards of $50 on medication trying to find the one that will let me walk around NYC in December. no such luck on that day. No hot dog.
Day 4: Chrismas eve. We went to the Metropolitan Museum, which was amazing!
It was sooooo much fun. Mummies, ancient artifacts, and beautiful sculptures. It was accompanied by a walk through Central Park. BEAUTIFUL. Look at this. I took it, and didn’t realize how great it was until I put it on my computer.
Everyone, save that and put it on your background. That is arguably the greatest photo I have ever taken. Still no hot dog.
Day 5: Christmas. We really didn’t do much, just relaxed and hung out in Times Square. That night, we went to the Empire State Building. From the 86th floor, you can see everything. It was super rad. However, the weather was starting to get bad, and so it was raining, and the wind was hard enough to knock you over. Look at this pic of my mom.
here’s me.
and just for good measure, here’s a pic of the group at Planet Hollywood. Ramdom.
Day 6: Leaving. God Damnit. Nobody wanted to go, despite the constant arguments between siblings. What a great trip. Oh, and before we went to the airport, I got my hot dog. It’s a Christmas Miracle!
Day 1: we leave for the airport. here's a pic of my view from the airplane. we left at about 10:00 am from the airport, and arrived in NYC at the hotel at 10:00 pm. The Hotel (New York Mariott Marquis) was the most fantastic hotel I've ever stayed in. ever. It was the biggest in Times Square (that's right, we were literally in the heart of Manhattan). We were on floor 34.
The Mariott had these pod-like elevators that would bring you from floor 1 to floor 48 in a matter of 22 seconds. It felt like we were getting beamed up to our room from some spaceship. I make it my goal to get a hot dog from a cart on the street. my mom bought a "prada" bag from 3 black guys in an alley. it was scary. (sorry, no pics of that encounter).
Day 2: We awake, and have lots to do. First up: Statue of Liberty. Which, I have to say, was somewhat smaller than I had hoped. I always thought of it as being this GIGANTIC statue, but really, it's just the platform it's on. The statue herself is kinda short. Here's Kara with her.
next up, Madame Tussad's wax museum. all in all, it was fun. I got some good pics with celebs that look amazingly real (until your flash goes off. then they just look like wax.).
more wandering around the city after that. still no hot dog.
Now, this story is pretty good. We go to the Guggenheim Museum that night. I am delirious from the flu, and the medication overdoses that I have been doing for days. The museum is shaped like a funnel, or a shell. The middle is hollow, and the floors spiral around the sides. The reason I mention it is because Kara dropped a bottle of orange Sobe from my backpack, shattering it on the floor. The broken glass echoes through the whole museum, and orange fluid spills down the lobby right into a line of people waiting for the coat check. I take the blame.
Oh, by the way, I was sick with the flu the ENTIRE TRIP. yeah not fun. which leads to...
Day 3: I slept. all day. the flu was horrible. Kara, my mom, and savannah went to Ground Zero. I slept. I also spend upwards of $50 on medication trying to find the one that will let me walk around NYC in December. no such luck on that day. No hot dog.
Day 4: Chrismas eve. We went to the Metropolitan Museum, which was amazing!
It was sooooo much fun. Mummies, ancient artifacts, and beautiful sculptures. It was accompanied by a walk through Central Park. BEAUTIFUL. Look at this. I took it, and didn’t realize how great it was until I put it on my computer.
Everyone, save that and put it on your background. That is arguably the greatest photo I have ever taken. Still no hot dog.
Day 5: Christmas. We really didn’t do much, just relaxed and hung out in Times Square. That night, we went to the Empire State Building. From the 86th floor, you can see everything. It was super rad. However, the weather was starting to get bad, and so it was raining, and the wind was hard enough to knock you over. Look at this pic of my mom.
here’s me.
and just for good measure, here’s a pic of the group at Planet Hollywood. Ramdom.
Day 6: Leaving. God Damnit. Nobody wanted to go, despite the constant arguments between siblings. What a great trip. Oh, and before we went to the airport, I got my hot dog. It’s a Christmas Miracle!