The Story So Far...
So I've been in New York for a few days now. I'll give a quick summary of the things I've seen and done so far:
An early rise got us on our way to the airport. While queueing we agreed that for the duraion of the holiday there should be no mention of "durka-durka" or anything to do with planes crashing. Also, it was every man for himself. Duty free gave us all a chance to start stocking up on essentials for the trip. We got a bottle of:
When we arrived we decided to forgo all advice telling us to get the subway and we opted for a limo instead. It was cheaper that two cabs and seemed the right way to start off the bands first tour of the Americas. Some Kahlúa was drank in the limo. We got to the gaf okay, although the limo driver thought we were taking the piss when I aked him to go to 1 Main Street, Brooklyn! It was was more than we could have hoped for.
We quickly made it into the closest bar (in the same building - "Bubby's") and had some pints of Guinness, which lukily were 2 for 1 at the time. We soon realised though that there are two kinds of luck, and this promotion wasn't the good kind. We had fries and went upstairs again. Moe and Rob went off to see Clerks 2 and we spend a long time trying to find them in the baking heat, wandering randomly around town and eventually finding the cinema just in time.
While waiting for Moe and Rob to arrive we dropped into a local Pizza establishment. This decision should have been thought through fully before execution. Two enormous pizzas that must have been made from 94% testicle sweat arrived. We took most of it in a doggy bag to the nearest bin on the street to ensure that they didn't try to sell our leftovers to anyone else.
It turns out that I had lead us all to the wrong cinema. We went back to Bubby's for some beers that night where the atmosphere wasn't exactly freindly (as Moe was down about $40 for the cinema tickets he bought us). People generally just went to bed but Simon and I stayed a little longer. When Simon went to bed I found a small Irish type bar around the corner called The Water Street Restaurant. They serverd a full Irish size pint and it was quite nice. A little less substance to them though than in The Grove (the worlds greatest bar). Hit the hay after one there.
On the Saturday we walked the Manhattan bridge. I spent some time sorting out getting equipment for the band from www.sirny.com. They didn't have exactly all the desired equipment so we ended up with two Gibson SG's and a respectable 5 string bass. Some people looked up nasty porn and others just chilled with a beer.
An early rise got us on our way to the airport. While queueing we agreed that for the duraion of the holiday there should be no mention of "durka-durka" or anything to do with planes crashing. Also, it was every man for himself. Duty free gave us all a chance to start stocking up on essentials for the trip. We got a bottle of:
- Vodka,
- Jameson (12 year old)
- Kahlúa
- Jagermeister
- Galliano
- Rum
When we arrived we decided to forgo all advice telling us to get the subway and we opted for a limo instead. It was cheaper that two cabs and seemed the right way to start off the bands first tour of the Americas. Some Kahlúa was drank in the limo. We got to the gaf okay, although the limo driver thought we were taking the piss when I aked him to go to 1 Main Street, Brooklyn! It was was more than we could have hoped for.
We quickly made it into the closest bar (in the same building - "Bubby's") and had some pints of Guinness, which lukily were 2 for 1 at the time. We soon realised though that there are two kinds of luck, and this promotion wasn't the good kind. We had fries and went upstairs again. Moe and Rob went off to see Clerks 2 and we spend a long time trying to find them in the baking heat, wandering randomly around town and eventually finding the cinema just in time.
While waiting for Moe and Rob to arrive we dropped into a local Pizza establishment. This decision should have been thought through fully before execution. Two enormous pizzas that must have been made from 94% testicle sweat arrived. We took most of it in a doggy bag to the nearest bin on the street to ensure that they didn't try to sell our leftovers to anyone else.
It turns out that I had lead us all to the wrong cinema. We went back to Bubby's for some beers that night where the atmosphere wasn't exactly freindly (as Moe was down about $40 for the cinema tickets he bought us). People generally just went to bed but Simon and I stayed a little longer. When Simon went to bed I found a small Irish type bar around the corner called The Water Street Restaurant. They serverd a full Irish size pint and it was quite nice. A little less substance to them though than in The Grove (the worlds greatest bar). Hit the hay after one there.
On the Saturday we walked the Manhattan bridge. I spent some time sorting out getting equipment for the band from www.sirny.com. They didn't have exactly all the desired equipment so we ended up with two Gibson SG's and a respectable 5 string bass. Some people looked up nasty porn and others just chilled with a beer.
- Trash bar and Syllian Rayle - Excellent show, I was too drunk.
- Times Square - TGI Fridays, "The Irish Bar", Simon and the "$20 Hospitable Ladies". Attach photo of Simon.
- Helicopter Ride - Little disappointing.
- Museum of Sex - Enlightening
- Empire State building - Porfishicken in the Homeland Brewery.
- Coney Island - Corn Dogs, an amazing performance in Karting, Cyclone rollercoaster and shooting ducks in a barrel
- 5th Avenue - Fish Bait (excellent ribs!), searching for bars
- Greenwitch Village - Chelsea Hotel, $24.46, CBGB's, Slainté, "Festering" pizza
- The Gaf - Toilet incident, Robs freinds (rather forget)
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