First Trip to NYC and failed beer
So on Monday me and McKendry started a mini-road trip to New York City. She got to my house around 10am on Monday...but it took us a half hour to get to the beginning of Spring Valley! The snow was coming down so wet and hard it basically turned to ice under the wheels of the car. We didn't think for some reason and thought the mini could make it up the steep hill on the otherside of my circle... nope. That completley failed. Then we couldn't even make it up the lower grade hill on the other side. I ended up shoveling a swath like half Sping Valley to give the car something from traction. Anyhoo, after a laborious half hour and soaking wet snow we are on our way.
We made great time getting to the city. I believe we made it to Brooklyn by 2/2:30. Just driving around the outskirts of Manhattan blew my mind at how big the city is. Though, I feel like I need to comment on how much better Massachusetts looks than New York and Conneticut. Drivng through those states (on multiple occasions), everything looks, to put it simply, shittastic. Unused buildings are left to dilapidate and anachronistic. Driving through Mass is so much more aesthetically pleasing. Anyhoo, so we get to Regan's apartment.
After parking the car, me and McKendry took the subway to Union Square to meet up with Aking and Annie (apparently Cori and Gary had gone off else where). We didn't have too much time before we were suppose to meet Regan after he got out of work, so the four of us ended up going to this really nice tea shop. I got some weird looking tea, even though on the menu it just said green milk tea. It was delicious, but it was this really opaque and heavy purple liquid. I wish I knew how to properly make milk tea because its so good. I'm pretty sure its just condensed milk beacuse regular milk just fucks it up. After that, me and McKendry meet Regan at his work and have dinner at a little diner. Then its off to the gay bar: Splash.
I've been to a lesbian bar with Spencer, Aking, Ryan, and the loretto girls before, but this was like none other. I believe me, katie, and katie's friend Tod were the only straight people out of the maybe 300 people who were there, but that was expected LOL. Anyhoo, there was much singage of broadway show tunes and consumption of EXPENSIVE drinks (thank god Regan knew of the two for one special before 9pm). To put it in perspective, Boston Lager was $7.50 a bottle. Around 12am a live performance went on of this woman (who happened to be Tod's friend) singing more broadway show tunes. She was really good, making all her notes look effortless.
I think we left that bar around 12:30am and went to this place called Fat Cat's which basically was a bar and game room. By this point I was hammered, but they had Allagash on tap... so i had to get some. It was old, but still delicious. We all played shuffleboard to about 2:30am or so. Then me, katie, and regan hoped a cab ride back to Brooklyn.
Me and Kate wake up at 10am and actually get our collective asses in gear... save for one problem. As we were leaving Regan's apartment the key wont come out of the door....... we try for almost an hour to get it out..... WHAT THE FUCK!? So Regan has to take off work to come home and remove the key because his landlord wasn't picking up. Luckily, we weren't total assholes because Regan couldn't get the key out for a while either.
The three of us finally head into Time Square. We walk around a ton, visit Toys R Us, the nintendo store, fao schwartz, and the M&M store. Walked all around broadway, tried to buy rush tickets to Chicago and failed. Regan took us up to the 43rd floor of the Marriot and my ears poped 4 times. Walked around Central Park for a while, then went to stand in line for lottery tickets to In the Heights. Lost the lottery, and went for food at a place in Hell's Kitchen called Vynl. Got some amazing cheesecake at Juniors, then took the subway to the Brooklyn Bridge, walked across the entire bridge and took the subway to Regan's house. Me and Kate were exhausted. Watched some TiVo then crashed.
The next day was just full of driving.... and more driving once McKendry dopped me off at home.
THIS STORY IS MORE FUNNY THAN THE LAST
MORE DRIVING: aka the epic quest for beer and failure. John had dinner at my house because his parents went to aruba. We ended up going to boarders becasue we were bored... then onto our epic quest for good beer. We could have driven to boston and back, and then back to boston again on the amount of miles we went to find beer aka failure. Because we found a lot more failure than beer.
1. Try the Liquor store on 28.... no... it was only wine and liquor
2. its only 7:15pm lets go try the huge liquor store on the highway.
3. Get on 93, drive forever
4. Wait... we're at exit 4..... FUCK, the huge liquor store is on 95!
5. Turn around, 93S to 213 to 495 to 95. (for roughly 50 miles)
6. We find more failure. The huge liquor store is ONLY WINE AND LIQUOR!!! We don't want to get drunk, we just want tasty beerses
7. Wait... no .... no.... NOOOOO fuck you New Hampshire tolls. By going to this liquor store you HAVE to pay the tolls on 95 because its placed RIGHT before the tolls and you can't turn around and go south.
8. WAIT, fuck you NH you made me pay the toll to get on 95.... then make me pay AGAIN because I barely turned around. Fuck you, now we have NO beer and -$1.50
9. Drive 32 miles back to Methuen, then on to 28
10. We buy delicious beer at the DeMoulas on 28 roughly 8 miles from my house. Fail, but at least we finished with beer.
We made great time getting to the city. I believe we made it to Brooklyn by 2/2:30. Just driving around the outskirts of Manhattan blew my mind at how big the city is. Though, I feel like I need to comment on how much better Massachusetts looks than New York and Conneticut. Drivng through those states (on multiple occasions), everything looks, to put it simply, shittastic. Unused buildings are left to dilapidate and anachronistic. Driving through Mass is so much more aesthetically pleasing. Anyhoo, so we get to Regan's apartment.
After parking the car, me and McKendry took the subway to Union Square to meet up with Aking and Annie (apparently Cori and Gary had gone off else where). We didn't have too much time before we were suppose to meet Regan after he got out of work, so the four of us ended up going to this really nice tea shop. I got some weird looking tea, even though on the menu it just said green milk tea. It was delicious, but it was this really opaque and heavy purple liquid. I wish I knew how to properly make milk tea because its so good. I'm pretty sure its just condensed milk beacuse regular milk just fucks it up. After that, me and McKendry meet Regan at his work and have dinner at a little diner. Then its off to the gay bar: Splash.
I've been to a lesbian bar with Spencer, Aking, Ryan, and the loretto girls before, but this was like none other. I believe me, katie, and katie's friend Tod were the only straight people out of the maybe 300 people who were there, but that was expected LOL. Anyhoo, there was much singage of broadway show tunes and consumption of EXPENSIVE drinks (thank god Regan knew of the two for one special before 9pm). To put it in perspective, Boston Lager was $7.50 a bottle. Around 12am a live performance went on of this woman (who happened to be Tod's friend) singing more broadway show tunes. She was really good, making all her notes look effortless.
I think we left that bar around 12:30am and went to this place called Fat Cat's which basically was a bar and game room. By this point I was hammered, but they had Allagash on tap... so i had to get some. It was old, but still delicious. We all played shuffleboard to about 2:30am or so. Then me, katie, and regan hoped a cab ride back to Brooklyn.
Me and Kate wake up at 10am and actually get our collective asses in gear... save for one problem. As we were leaving Regan's apartment the key wont come out of the door....... we try for almost an hour to get it out..... WHAT THE FUCK!? So Regan has to take off work to come home and remove the key because his landlord wasn't picking up. Luckily, we weren't total assholes because Regan couldn't get the key out for a while either.
The three of us finally head into Time Square. We walk around a ton, visit Toys R Us, the nintendo store, fao schwartz, and the M&M store. Walked all around broadway, tried to buy rush tickets to Chicago and failed. Regan took us up to the 43rd floor of the Marriot and my ears poped 4 times. Walked around Central Park for a while, then went to stand in line for lottery tickets to In the Heights. Lost the lottery, and went for food at a place in Hell's Kitchen called Vynl. Got some amazing cheesecake at Juniors, then took the subway to the Brooklyn Bridge, walked across the entire bridge and took the subway to Regan's house. Me and Kate were exhausted. Watched some TiVo then crashed.
The next day was just full of driving.... and more driving once McKendry dopped me off at home.
THIS STORY IS MORE FUNNY THAN THE LAST
MORE DRIVING: aka the epic quest for beer and failure. John had dinner at my house because his parents went to aruba. We ended up going to boarders becasue we were bored... then onto our epic quest for good beer. We could have driven to boston and back, and then back to boston again on the amount of miles we went to find beer aka failure. Because we found a lot more failure than beer.
1. Try the Liquor store on 28.... no... it was only wine and liquor
2. its only 7:15pm lets go try the huge liquor store on the highway.
3. Get on 93, drive forever
4. Wait... we're at exit 4..... FUCK, the huge liquor store is on 95!
5. Turn around, 93S to 213 to 495 to 95. (for roughly 50 miles)
6. We find more failure. The huge liquor store is ONLY WINE AND LIQUOR!!! We don't want to get drunk, we just want tasty beerses
7. Wait... no .... no.... NOOOOO fuck you New Hampshire tolls. By going to this liquor store you HAVE to pay the tolls on 95 because its placed RIGHT before the tolls and you can't turn around and go south.
8. WAIT, fuck you NH you made me pay the toll to get on 95.... then make me pay AGAIN because I barely turned around. Fuck you, now we have NO beer and -$1.50
9. Drive 32 miles back to Methuen, then on to 28
10. We buy delicious beer at the DeMoulas on 28 roughly 8 miles from my house. Fail, but at least we finished with beer.