My friend, Josh, from Cleveland asked me earlier this month if I would be able to go to Six Flags Great Adventure (in New Jersey) with him if I could get flown in. I said yes and we planned on going to Six Flags on a Saturday. I would fly in on a Friday and we would get dinner and go to a show in the city. Well, it turned out that the weather was not going to be very considerate of us - the forecast showed a 90% chance of rain for most of the day. So, we planned on spending Friday night and all of Saturday in NYC. I hadn't been to the city since 2003, so it was nice to see it again and to actually be able to relax this time. Last time, I was visiting with friends from high school and visiting some schools and seeing every possible tourist attraction there was to see in a one day. I still can't believe Mom and Dad let me go to NYC and Boston alone as a junior in high school!
This is the view from my hotel room.
I flew into Newark, NJ last Friday (the 23rd) and met Josh at his gate. By the way, I flew first class, bitches! The seats were quite comfortable and the free drink service was nice, albeit slow. The flight attendants were slow, so I was only able to fit in three beers in the 2 hour 44 minute flight. Come on! Otherwise, the flight was fine. I had a window seat and I was able to see so much because it was not cloudy until we neared the east coast. I was kind of confused with what I was supposed to do with the hot towel I was offered. I casually looked at the other first-classers, who seemed more used to this treatment, before doing exactly what they did. I still don't get it, though. Josh and I were greeted by our driver. Before you ask: yes, he was holding a sign with Josh's last name written on it - just like in the movies!
We checked into our hotel, the Hilton Garden Inn in Tribeca, and met Josh's boss, Elvis Duran (of the morning show!), for drinks and dinner. We stopped at two lounges for drinks and ended up at a restaurant in Tribeca called Odeon. It was a nice dinner, and it was free for me. I really enjoyed it. I also got to meet Carolina of the morning show as well. I felt like a wealthy man enjoying such luxuries all weekend long. On Saturday, we went to shopping in Soho for the afternoon. I found the best place in the world to shop for shoes! There were walls and walls of shoes! I had to buy a pair and, of course, a new pair of jeans! We had tickets for Billy Elliot on Broadway for the evening, so we planned on eating dinner in the Times Square/Broadway area. We took the subway up to that area and found a great vegetarian restaurant called Zen Palate. It was SO GOOD! I wish I could eat in NYC every day. So many great places I would love to check out. Wherever we walked, Josh and I made sure to not look like tourists. So, whenever we walked the wrong way and needed to turn around, we acted very casual about it and shouted out "Oh, she said she was meeting us at the normal spot over herrrreee..." or something like that. I'm sure it made us look much better.
The show was fantastic! We actually were surprised that when we picked up our tickets at will call they said row Orchestra Row AA on them. For you common folk out there, that means we were sitting in the FRONT ROW! I had never seen a musical in the front row before. OMG, you miss out on so much from the upper section! The facial expressions are crystal clear and it just makes the experience so much better. We also get to watch the orchestra doing their thing beneath the stage. The show itself was probably the best musical I have ever seen. The music was very good and the acting was awesome. We actually got to experience two actors playing the main character. At intermission, they announced that the Billy from Act 1 had started to feel ill and that the rest of the show was going to be played by another actor. There are normally three actors who rotate performances for the main character. I strongly recommend this musical if it ever comes to town. The rest of the night, Josh and I checked out some bars in Chelsea and got home at about 4:00 am. WOW - lol. We woke up late for our car. My flight was at 8:30 am and I didn't get out of the hotel until about 7:30, but I ended up making it in time and I got back to Texas at about noon on the 25th.
The staff here had arranged a transfer of a cheetah from here to the National Zoo's Conservation and Research Center in Front Royal, Virginia. They decided to meet halfway, in Nashville, to make the transfer. Jason and I left the morning of the 28th to make the 11 hour drive. We drove pretty much non-stop to make it there as quick as possible. We arrived at the Nashville Zoo at around 8:30 pm and made the transfer. Just a crate with a cheetah in it being transferred to a second vehicle - no big deal!
Anteaterrr. cool.
Tapir love.
Jason used to work at the Nashville Zoo, so he was able to hook us up with a couple of cool experiences like standing next to and petting an elephant, feeding an anteater some yogurt, letting meerkats surround me as they go after crickets, and my personal favorite: playing with clouded leopard cubs. I had such a good time and met some of Jason's old friends who turned out to be such fun people. I also got free food all the three days I was there because Fossil Rim paid for it. It was wonderful. We left Nashville early on the 30th and made it home later that night.
Jason holding a clouded leopard cub.
Me playing with a clouded leopard cub.
Pam and I in our Halloween costumes.















