Good afternoon,
Right so we made it to New York, the flight was fairly uneventful except
Jack watched a documentary about chimps whilst listening to something else on
his iPod and the bloke next to me had Beatz earphones AND beatz headphones -
just seemed a bit unnecessary, also when I asked to borrow his pen to fill in
some stupid US Customs questionnaire he just made a noise and passed it to me, don’t
people speak anymore?
Customs is quite the exercise also, you should be able to flash a British
passport and they say “oh sorry for the wait, come right through” but they don’t.
Instead they ask 15 billion questions about what you’re doing here and what you’re
doing next, it was the longest conversation I’ve seen Jack involved with.
We got to our hotel (which is terrible) at around 10:30pm and went out by 11.
Made friends with a "Hustler" called "Africa" and he
advised the 1st and 1st area for late drinks so we went there. After a few
beers we asked the bar woman where was good to go at that sort of time, her response
was “I don’t know, I don’t really go out after I work” This seemed odd to not even
have one bar name to mention so it obviously was challenged but she was adamant…
later on we saw her in another bar! Cow.
We got talking to some English lads who were in the RAF and are also going
to be in Koh Phangan for NYE, more interesting was that after a few a hours of
inquiries it turns out that they were just air traffic controllers.
Anyway we drank until about 5am (although as we hadn’t slept it was
actually 10am with the time difference) and we went to a Duane Reade to get
crucial supplies - water and Cheetos Crunchies which are basically nicnacs, I only
caught this one picture from the night, its incredibly boring but here it is
anyway.
Due to the lateness of the excursion it meant that basically jetlagged
ourselves so yesterday, nothing really happened, but now fresh for tonight.
Tomorrow its off to Miami, oh beaches and nice weather? NOPE – tropical storm
which is likely to be a hurricane!
We may not survive the trip but at least we will experience a hurricane and
can say “F U Michael Fish, this is a real hurricane!”
I am going to love this blog. I read this with your voice in my head, hilarious!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteLoved this, please be careful in Miami! Pat says hope the hurricane gives you a 'blow' job. Awful x
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ReplyDeleteso wait... the one girl you have met so far (barmaid) has deliberatly tried to avoid you to the extent of lying! Be you cant wait for thailand - you can pay them to like you! ;)
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