I just realized the ridiculous ordeal that me and Joey faced this past weekend was not documented on the blog. *gasp*
Saturday morning, Joey and I left our friend Ian's apartment for the airport bright and early. We lugged down our 3 suitcases, 2 carry ons, Joey's 2 basses, and our sassy lioness- Lucy to the street. We flagged down probably the nicest cab driver in the city and he gladly helped us squeeze his cab with all of our stuff. La Guardia is pretty close to the Upper West Side, so the trek should have been 30 minutes and cost us maybe 20 bucks. We thought we were smooth sailing. However, when we approached our exit on the interstate, we noticed it was blocked off with cop cars. The cab driver flipped on the radio, to find out there is a bomb threat at La Guardia.....hooray! So, the driver had to back track with every other cab driver trying to get to the airport to then find out that no traffic is allowed in or out of the airport, causing out trip to be double the time and money.
So we got dumped out about a half a mile from the airport with the 3 suitcases, 2 carry ons, Joey's 2 basses, and our sassy lioness- Lucy. Uggggghhhhh!!!!!! Of all days for this wacko to do this, when we have the most luggage we've ever had. And he couldn't have gone to Newark or JFK? I luckily saved the day by walking across the bridge to grab one of those flatbed roller things to get all of our stuff over there. Then we had to walk another ways to Northwestern terminal since we were at American Airways. The lines were outrageous, our suitcases were over the 50 lb limit, and people were cranky.
So glad our NY journey ended with a looney homeless man pretending to have a bomb to make everyone else's day miserable! Here's a link to the madness:
The night before we left, Nadya's going away party fell through. So instead we had everyone over to our empty apartment for a last get together. It was kind of nice, because it had rained that day and we had cool air coming through our windows. We gave away any remaining beer and sat in a circle on our hardwood floors with music coming from a laptop.
In this picture, you can see where I set the "table" for our last meal.
We ordered our favorite food from Ronda's, drank Sangria from plastic cups, and let the open window be our TV. I saved the cushions from our old couch (that we threw away) and used them as chairs, haha.
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what a pita!
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