New York

Alrighty, you guys!

I meant to post earlier and have meant to post more frequently since the year started... However, I've been quite lethargic and apathetic to most everything around me. I do hope that those feelings go away. I've been meaning to post since I got back, but I went to New York with me familia the thirteenth through the fifteenth. Wait! Backstory really quick. For Christmas, Sibling and I got tickets to see Mary Poppins on Broadway. In the beginning when the rumor of the gift had begun to circulate through my house, I wasn't too thrilled. And then I remembered that I love Mary Poppins, and began to grow excited. When we finall got the tickets and Mother and Father told us that we had been upgraded to better seats, well, I was elated! And then, later, we were upgraded again because of some magical Triple A thing or something. Backstory over - here we are now, in the recent past.

Okay, so on Thursday, February 12th I took the train home per usual and was picked up by Father. I got home did the shower thing, and packed some more for New York. Friday the 13th happened and the family left our home in the hands of cousin Scotty, his grilfriend and her daughter. Splendid people. They also took care of Greta, the family dog... She's got colitis again...so she had a strict diet. Anyway!

Father, Mother, Sibling and I were driven to the station where I had been several hours previously, and waited for our nine o'clock train... So, we waited and I got an Auntie Anne's pretzle... and got a little bit sick because I'm not entirely used to eating such high-in-grease, bad for your heart and veins food... It was delicious, though... Totally worth the stomach ache.

And then we got on the train, and sat for a couple hours until we got to our destination. Then, Mother, Father, Sibling and I got our stuff and walked eight or nine blocks from the station where we 'landed'. We got to our hotel and checked in and stuff, then I took a nap because Mother worked the night before and I had taken dramamine and was sleepy. Meanwhile, Sibling and Father took a walk.

When they came back and Mother and I were awake we walked around New York. I took a whole bunch of pictures and then we were stopped by a guy asking us if we liked comedy. Father said yes, and I looked at the list of comedians. I recognized one of them, Jessica Kirson, she came to my Collegiate place of Learning and made us all forget that we were unhappy for an hour and a half.

So, I told Father that she was funny, and Sibling whispered to me that she didn't want to go. I said 'yes, you do', and then we bought tickets for the show. After we ate at a place the man we got tickets from recommended, we made our way to the venue where the Funny was going to happen. And, indeed, we had fun. We laughed till we cried. The MC was funny, the comics were funny, some of them weren't as funny as others, however, I still managed to give them a chuckle. In fact, there was a british guy who was very funny, the only thing I can remember at the moment is how he said his vernacular changed moving from England to the Bronx. He said he would once say that "he was just going to go to his flat," and now he said "I'm going to take my white cracker ass up to my crib, dawg."

Ah, he was very funny. I recommened seeing the comedy things in New York.... at least the one I went to... I don't remember what it was called, but I'm sure I will be able to tell you eventually.

After that we went back to the room, and slept. The next morning, we woke up and walked around looking for a place called the Petrossean, we ate breakfast there. It was tasty, I had Breoche French toast with banana whipped cream and fresh berries. Although, I don't like the little blueberries and raspberries and other third berry that I don't remember, everything else was great. Sibling had smoked salmon and a kind of bagel thing croissant or something... Father had a whole bunch of different kinds of breads and jams, and I think Mother had some kind of beef stew in a croissant or something... Very tasty...

Anyway, after that, we walked around some more and I took more pictures and then we got ready for the play. After we got dressed, we walked [-we walked everywhere, not once did we step into a cab, it was awesome!-] to the New Amsterdam, and got our seats. The theatre itself was glorious. Sibling and I took pictures, I'll post them eventually. Let's move on.

Mary Poppins was amazing! The set was fantastic, the costumes were amazing, the kids who played Michael and Jane were fabulous - such skill in such tiny people - and the other cast members were amazing to watch. The man who played Bert looked like Colin Farrel and it was awesome to watch him move about. And the woman who played Mary Poppins did an amazing job, and it was just an all around fabulous time... The only bothersome thing was the people who sat behind us. An entire row of drunkards who brought their alcohol in plastic cups, and talked the entire time about how much they loved Mary Poppins . Sibling and I huffed throughout the play, hoping they would notice. However, when they didn't seem to catch our back looks and huffs, I decided to take it upon myself to enjoy the play. So, with Father sitting to my right, Sibling on my left and mother to her left, I turned to face the two who were making most of the noise and said in my most polite of voices: "Could you please be quiet."

Now, if you know me personally, like how Father and Sibling do, what that really sounded like was: "could you please shut your fucking mouths, you're being fucking rude and nobody cares how well you think you can sing opera to these songs you fat drunk lunatics." That's what it sounded like to me, and I said it. They got the message, Father smiled, Sibling chuckled softly... Mother didn't until Sibling told her what I did... Ah, good times...

After the play, we all got up, Father bought me the Soundtrack which I've listened to every day since the adventure - I even put the music on the Sims, so when I play I can still listen. After the play, we went to the Stardust Diner and got some food while we were serendaded by the diner's singing waitstaff. They're quite good. So good, that we went there the next day for breakfast... Ah, good times. There are fifteen singing waitstaff who divy up money that is placed in a bucket to pay for their singing and dancing lessons so they can become big stars on Broadway and such. It's all quite lovely, and expirience, to be sure. I highly recommend it.

And then we got our train and came back to my home...and then I played some guitar hero...

Yeah, that wasn't the best ending... But Audrina [-I'm back in the Collegiate place of Learning] is sleepy, and she needs the light turned off because it's 1:55 AM and she as class tomorrow... So, that's that... If I remember anything, I will be sure to add it to another post later... Check out the links and remeber to tip your waiters/watresses!


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