Navy
One of my friends, whose name I can't even remember right now, lives in
Connecticut and invited me to come out there and hang out
Another one of my buddies lives in Boston, so I made a little 3 city swing trip
I flew into Hartford, Connecticut and hung out for a couple days there
I liked it, very country and reminded me of those travel books I used to look at when I
worked at the library
Specifically, it reminded me of the travel book from Vermont where everything is
rolling hills with orange, red, brown and green trees
I only spent like 2 days in Connecticut and then I caught a bus from Hartford to New
York city
I stayed there for 3 days and had a great time
Stayed at a Best Western in the Bronx, off the expressway
I spent Tuesday nite just walking all over New York, taking pictures and walking
until my feet hurt
| Times Square |
On Wednesday, I researched a bunch of stuff to do and ended up going to the
Comic Strip Live on the Upper East side (I think?)
Had a fun time there. At one point during the show, Sherrod Small pointed me out
from the crowd and asked me where I was from and what I was doing in New York
Then he asked me if I was a comedian and I said yes
He said I can tell
Then he asked me if I had a girlfriend
I said no
He said that's because you're busy chasing jokes instead of women, or something
like that
He was really great
Really funny dude and I really enjoyed the New York style of comedy where it was
hard to tell where the crowdwork ended and the bits began
It was very seamless transitions
There were a couple of comedians that I have seen on TV, Comedy Central and
whatnot
I remember one guy was doing his 5 mins during the "check drop"
Which is when the waitstaff were dropping off the checks
He was like Hey, Vic I can't believe you made me do the check spot
And I was like Man, this guy has been on TV and stuff and he's doing a shitty spot
on a Wednesday nite show... New York is rough!
On Thursday I went to do more sightseeing and take pictures
I went up to Harlem; to the Apollo Theater and then I ate at Sylvia's, which is a
famous soul food restaurant in Harlem
| Apollo Theater |
Then I took the train to Coney Island
I made a mistake by assuming that if I take any train to Brooklyn, the last stop HAD
to be Coney Island
And I was wrong
I remember catching the train and riding it into Brooklyn, the last stop being in
Flatbush
When I walked up the stairs outta the subway, I couldn't help but notice that
everyone I saw was black
And they were all looking at me like Um, you know where you at? You look lost white
boy
I still didn't pick up on it until I walked outta the subway and took a look around
Black people everywhere
As far as the eye could see
And I was literally the only white person
I was like Huh, Coney Island is pretty strange but whatever I'm just here to take
some pics and stuff
Then I realized that I didn't see a ferris wheel or anything anywhere
I walked like a block in every direction, no Coney Island
I finally realized that every train in Brooklyn doesn't go to Coney Island and I figured
when in Rome..
So I went to have lunch at Popeye's
Eat some fried chicken
Then I got back on the train and went to Coney Island, took some pics and then
headed over to the Village to take some pics there
| Cyclone Rollercoaster |
I wanted to get some pics of like the Cafe Wha? and stuff, where Hendrix got his
start
| Cafe Wha? |
But as I was in the Village, it started raining super hard and in order to escape the
rain I walked down into this bar in the Village
Figured I'd drink some beers and play some pool
A couple people ended up coming down there and I hung out with a bunch of people
Met a really cute Indian girl who went to NYU and lived in Tribeca
She said her dad was some sort of textile tycoon who owned Pelle Pelle and stuff
We ended up making out in front of the train station and then we caught the train to
what was supposed to be 14th st. station but somehow she said she made a mistake
so we jumped in a cab to get to the right train station
While we were in the cab we started making out again and I put my hand down her
pants and started fingerblasting the shit outta this bitch in the back seat of the cab
Then we got to the 14th st. station and we went down into the subway
Just to be a jackass, I jumped the turnstyle with her
No sooner than I did this than a police officer saw me and apprehended me
He took us to a police station inside the subway station and ran our ID's and stuff
Luckily he did not search me 'cuz I had a small bag of weed in my jacket which
surely would have been a little bit of a problem
Then he let us go after running our ID's and finding nothing
I ended up saying goodbye to her and making some sort of plan to get together the
next day
We exchanged numbers and I went back to my hotel room in the Bronx
I had trouble sleeping that nite 'cuz I was so excited about the possibility of hooking
up with her the next day
But of course, with my luck it was not to be
When I got ahold of her the next day, she said that she didn't want to see me but it
was nice to meet me blah, blah, blah
I ended up catching the Fung Wah bus from Chinatown to Boston to meet up with
my buddy Malloy
I got into Boston and that nite we hung out with some of his friends, went to a bar
somewhere in the suburbs
and then went back to this lady's house that he knew
We did some blow and stuff and played Guitar Hero
I ended up taking a little nap on the couch (I couldn't really sleep)
And the next morning we took off
Went to Dunkin' Donuts and then back to his house
I met his mom and dad then we got cleaned up and went downtown Boston, to
Gov't Center
We went to eat at Fanueil Hall (I think?) and watched some street performers
Then we went to a couple bars in the area, like The Bell In Hand
| The Bell in Hand |
While we were there I ended up hooking up with this blonde chick who took me
back to her place and I banged her hard for a long time but I couldn't cum
Finally she said let's just go to sleep
But again, I was so pumped up from having such a great time my first trip to
the east coast that I couldn't sleep
The next day we got up and she made me coffee and we watched Knocked Up,
oddly enough
I think she was trying to tell me something
I had my buddy come and get me around 4 o'clock in the afternoon and he gave
me a ride to the bus station
Where I ended up catching the bus back to Hartford, Connecticut to meet up with
my buddy Jared Carelli (I KNEW I WOULD REMEMBER HIS NAME!)
The next morning he gave me a ride and I took the plane back to Seattle
All in all, it was a great awesome trip
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