Well, tomorrow I'm headed back to New York City, I had a great time in Peoria and it was great to see everybody, but I do believe I've had enough. Time to get back to my home on the East Coast. I'll be blogging as I make my way in a drunken stupor back to New York, so check back tomorrow in the morning to see multiple posts of the trip. Sneeze ya then!
Okay, it’s a traveling day as I drink my way head back to New York City. I fly from Peoria to Chicago and then to New York City. Since it’s Tuesday, I thought I’d try to get a swizzle stick in every city. And it’ll be a good excuse to have plenty of drinks to make the flying a little less nerve-wracking.
Peoria has a new airport, but I'm really just interested in one section of it...
The bar! Let's see if we get a swizzle stick with a double gin and tonic.
No swizzle stick, but as a consolation prize, we do have a green plastic sword.
En garde! I better not take this on the plane, I don't want to be mistaken for an evil-doer.
And speaking of planes here we are, up in the air on our way to...
Chicago! Let's see what the swizzle stick action is like in the windy city at O'Hare Airport.
No swizzle stick but it looks like little green swords are the new swizzles, at least in airport bars.
Rachael was seated next to me and I had a nice conversation with her. She lives in Florida, but it turns out her ex-brother-in-law manages a bar and/or restaurant in New York called Luigi's. At least I think she said he managed it, maybe he just works there and I'm not exactly sure that she said he's her ex-brother-in-law. This is what happens when you drink double gin and tonics from Peoria to Chicago. I've got the address of the place and maybe we'll check it out tonight.
And here we are back in New York Fucking City! I thought about stopping at a bar in the airport...
But I was pretty bombed tired, so I decided to head home and have one beer and hit the hay.
Aaahh...home sweet swizzle! Goodnight everybody and see you tomorrow after dark.
And I woke up high over Albuquerque,
On a jet to the promised land.
(Surprise link...click on it...I dare you!)
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Bonus Artwork by Jaws!
Jaws was inspired by today's surprise link and sent in this heelarious artwork! Thanks, Jaws!
Okay, usually I do the midnight movie thing on Fridays, but I’m busy with my parents in town and don’t have time to do it tonight, so I thought I’d just take pictures on my walk to their hotel today in midtown. One of the things I love about New York is just walking around and looking at all the sights, signs and people. So here we go.
And here we go, straight up 6th Avenue to midtown.
This guy's a regular in the neighborhood. He dresses up in newspaper and asks for money. I gave him two bucks and took this picture.
I like the back of this woman's head. I've been following her for three blocks now.
Okay, I'm officially in love with the back of her head. The back of her head is the Jodie Foster to my inner Travis Bickle. All of a sudden I feel like shooting a pimp and getting a mohawk. You talkin' to me?
Sadly she just turned the corner and now I'm stuck looking at this truck. Sob!
How true! Cocaine and mescaline immediately come to mind.
No food, no drink, no pet...I ain't got no cigarettes!
I wonder how much things cost in this store?
Cheap Trick Nail Alert!
What a bold-faced lie!
A texting woman in Starbucks. Sad.
For my Brazilian friends, I salute you!
Okay, this concludes our NYC walking tour. I'm almost to my parent's hotel. I hope you enjoyed it.
Obligatory goofy hotel elevator mirror shot! Goodnight everybody and see you tomorrow, after dark.
Further reading: Big Onion, Walking Tours Manhattan, Uncle Sam’s New York and Walking Man.
You might also like: Frisky Business, Risky Business and Risk.
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