Traveling north on I-95 on New Years Weekend sounded about as attractive as a round of the flu, but everyone should celebrate New Years Eve in NYC once in their life, and so off we went.
Instead of wowing you with my incredible grasp of the English language and letting your imagination run wild with vivid word imagery...I'm gonna post pictures. For one, I promised more of them about a month ago. And two, let's be honest, if you wanted to read you'd do what everyone else does and buy an audio tape.
So without further adieu, here are some photos.
Starting the trip off right with a stop at Robeks.
All that handsomeness consolidated into one face. If only we could spread the wealth around.
Passing B-Mo (Baltimore). Note the sap on my car window to the left. Fuck trees.
Passing Philly. Somehow we missed the off-ramp to avoid Philly, but at least we got to see what it's like to live in the city of Brotherly Love...hellish.
On the PATH to NYC. We stayed the night in Newark, NJ (actual zip code of hell). But not before jettisoning off to explore Brooklyn and a bit of Manhattan en route.
Expressions I elicit frequently.
Really makes a guy feel safe.
Right off the Subway. It's right about Twilight hour. NYC was zooming with people.
Lots and lots of tourists. Ugh. Hate those people.
One of the new WTC buildings that is going up.
Another tower. Cleaner shot.
I'm no engineer, but how the fuck do they do this shit. A crane about 30 stories up on a platform. Pretty amazing (kinda like picture number 2).
You can tent. You can vent. You can have all your time spent. But for crissakes don't skateboard. Where Occupy Wall Street originated.
Kinda hard to read cuz it's dark but some ground rules for the plaza. We asked a cop where the occupiers were and he said they kicked 'em out
What Zucotti Park looks like now. No tents = :(. Here I am showing my support.
Open to the Public the sign reads. Um. About that....
Some remaining occupiers. A bunch of the die-hards moved to Wall Street they told us. They were there mainly for nostalgia. The good ol' days, when wearing colors like that were in season...
The Five-oh. And there was probably 50 around doing mostly nothing. Taxpayer money inaction.
El Brooklyn Bridge.
Looking toward Brooklyn.
Looking back at Manhattan.
Who knows. Y'all cities look alike after awhile anyway.
Yes, welcome to Brooklyn, how sweet it is. Just make sure you're packing.
On our way to see the new stadium that Jay-Z is building for the Nets (soon to be something different) we stumbled upon a famous cheesecake place. I'm not one to fuss over cheesecake, but she was. So we stopped and I ended up getting WAAAYY more crap than she did.
Practically Coney Island. This was my main purpose for coming down to South Brooklyn. This was featured on one of my fav TV shows Man vs. Food. Not exactly vegan/vegetarian (what I'd prefer to eat) but we can't be saints all of the time now can we???
The Subway map. Makes DC look simple. Stay tuned for Day 2 tomorrow.