Here's what other people have said about our NYC trip.
From Patrick: Getting that "What a Bitch!" look from the group as I was coming out of baggage claim because I had two suitcases and a carry on. [Editor's Note: It was technically two carry ons, but who is counting.]
From Patrick: After dinner, making a bottle of vodka my first NYC souvenir purchase. [Editor's Note: Patrick talked about finding some vodka at a liquor store all the way to NYC. He likes a drink while getting ready.]
From Patrick: Clayton passing out on the subway. [Editor's Note: It was actually the Number 2 Brooklyn-bound train - two nights in a row.]
From Patrick: Watching "you know who" help the strippers at "The Cock" keep "it" up! [Editor's Note: I don't know anything about this one.]
From Patrick: Leaving Union Square at 10:45am and getting on a train that didn't cross into Brooklyn because of construction. So, suffering with an intense hangover, I ran across the Brooklyn Bridge to meet Raul and Randall for church. I make it back to the hotel at 11:30 run up to the room, shower and change clothes while being interrogated by Clayton and making it on time for church at 12.
From Patrick: Having an "Ex-boyfriend" at that great little restaurant in Chelsea with all the windows whose name I always forget and waiting, hoping and praying that Randall will finish his meal somewhere close to 10 minutes after everyone else has finished theirs. [Editor's Note: An Ex-Boyfriend is a drink and the way Randall eats, Patrick had time for two.]
From Patrick: Raul stealing a VIP gift bag and all of us standing around a trash can using all the blotters that were in it to freshen up before we went out. Then Clayton and I fighting over who was going to get the pink lip gloss. [Editor's Note: We looked good. Shout out to MAC.].
From Clayton: Trying to quickly learn the chaotic process of ordering and paying for a f*****g slice of pizza in Brooklyn while trying to maintain a non-touristy persona. [Editor's Note: Agreed. This one was complicated.]
From Clayton: Timidly chanting "Hip Hip, JORGE!" and trying to remain inconspicuous while sandwiched between a group of rowdy Mets and Yankee fans.
From Clayton: Learning way too much information about the BM patterns and processes of fellow tourists. [Editor's Note: My friends crap a lot.]
From Clayton: Meeting a stranger at the Gym Bar in Greenwich who introduces himself as, "I'm Duck - as in Quack Quack". [Editor's Note: His name was actually Goose as in duck, duck. I guess they do this one differently in Clayton's rural hometown.]
From Clayton: "Clayton, please don't leave with Raul and Randall - Stay here and party with me!!!!" Fast forward 5 minutes. "Bye, Clayton. I'm leaving." [Editor's Note: Famous last words from Patrick.]
From Randall: Plane landing, pilot slamming on breaks, and passengers praying we won't go for a swim. [Editor's Note: I hate landing at Laguardia Airport too.]
From Randall: Who's sleeping with whom?, and getting to sleep alone two of the three nights. [Editor's Note: Bitch.]
From Randall: Bellhop's good morning greeting after clubbing all night our 1st night in NYC.
From Randall: Kicking butt in billiards while meeting new friends @ "The Gym". [Editor's Note: Finally, Randall finds someone to play pool with him.]
From Randall: Searching for Canal street for hours and leaving empty-handed. [Editor's Note: By the way, $60 for bootleg Louis Vuitton is apparently a deal breaker.]
From Randall: Clayton's new law: Let's go under the turnstile bar! [Editor's Note: Swipe your Metrocard ONCE and wait for the GO light to turn on to get in the subway. It doesn't matter if you bought a 7-day pass you will have to wait 15 minutes to try again. We wouldn't know if that is actually the case though since Clayton just crawled through the gate.]
Raul's Top 10 Memories/Observations of NYC 2007
1. The Marriott Brooklyn Bridge doesn't have 24-hour room service which means they can't deliver you a cheeseburger at 5 am or 3 am. Clayton and Patrick learned the hard way. Oh yeah, they also didn't charge us for the room service you ordered to be delivered at 10 am. Since we didn't answer the door they can't charge you.
2. Practically running everywhere to catch up with Clayton and Patrick. They sure do walk fast. Most of New York is a blur thanks to their speed walking.
3. I remember my hands being sore from clapping for 20 minutes for the oldest man in the Brooklyn Tabernacle Church on Father's Day to walk to the front. He really deserved that free trip to Puerto Rico (at least I think that's what they said).
4. Screaming "Steven" at Splash just being stupid and it actually being him. I loved having him around. Oh yeah and randomly thinking he worked at Splash. He kept talking about work so I thought he worked there.
5. Going to the Subway Series at Yankee Stadium. You just can't beat baseball in NYC. The people are crazy.
6. Yelling at my fellow travelers, "Don't forget to get cash. They don't take credit cards." Interestingly enough, people didn't have cash for food but they sure had tons of singles for drinks and tips for the dancers. Weird, huh?
7a. Accidentally going to Riverside Park instead of Central Park and pretending it was the real deal. I don't think Clayton and Patrick figured it out since they had to go to the bathroom.
7b. Spending a lot of time in NYC looking for a bathroom.
8a. Sending Patrick a text message to remind him checkout is at 11 am and hearing his phone go "New Message" a second later in the room. Damn it, he never takes his phone with him!
8b. Sleeping in a room that was 65 degrees because Patrick likes it cold and then realizing he didn't even stay there two of the three nights. I was freezing.
9. Almost missing our flight because Clayton had to have magazines.
10a. The look on the bartender's face at Broadway Bares when I asked for 8 vodka and 7-Up drinks. Total cost: $72. I didn't want to stand in line again.
10b. Helping Patrick put Visine drops in his eyes because he has never done that before and then commenting, "Wow, that stuff really works. How does it do it?"
Honorable Mention: Playing drinking games at The Boysroom while watching videos. You guys remember what we were betting on! I can't believe the blonde one made me lose. Oh well, at least the drinks were only $1.
One more honorable mention: Wondering what the cleaning lady thought about the random stuff in our room. I bet she wore two gloves at a time. Those NYC condoms can really help you figure out what train to take home. I'm serious,
