New York City Spring Break - The Drunk Night

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

New York City Spring Break - The Ride Home

Home

 

The night was over just as soon as it started, and all it took was a phone call. Jenny picked up her phone and called her boyfriend Jason, and I ceased to matter. After this, I lost Jenny and had to spend the rest of the night being silly, goofy and drunk by myself.

Luckily there was this fake tree nearby and I was able to find someone to hang out with. Sure, the tree didn't say much and it wasn't able to understand me, but it was there for me when I needed someone to lean and keep me upright. If it weren't for that fake tree, I might've fallen and passed out for the night. 

I took one last minute to pose for a few pictures to prove to my audience that I was wasted and not just bored. There is no way to replicate the look on my face without being under the influence of alcohol. Honestly, I don't remember doing any of the things shown in these pictures. Look at the one on the right! Am I going out to a buffet on all-you-can eat rib night? That would be the only reason why I would wear a hand-towel draped underneath my chin. It's that or I am starting a fashion revolution that will change modern man's wardrobe forever.

It was now time to head back to the room and pass out for the night. By looking at the content of Day 4, you know that we had already done so much today. Day 4 rivaled Day 2 in the amount of things that we did during the day, but I would have to spend many months and many dollars to find out which day had more. I don't have nearly enough time or dollars to be able to undertake a massive research project like this, so I'll just take the easy road and say that both of them rocked. On the way back up to the room, I set my camera on the elevator railing and exhibited one of my classic signature poses. You know that you like it. Don't try and argue.

The ride home was very uneventful. It might have been because I was passed out for most of the time. When I was awake, I was feeling the effects of drinking over half a bottle of Bacardi in a very short amount of time the night before. There was one thing that I did notice, but I don't remember which state it was in. This Buckle Up Next Million Miles seems a little extravagant, seeing as how the United States is roughly only 3,000 miles across. I'd say that exaggeration is at play here. That and a little subtle humor.

A normal person would make an attempt to apologize for their actions when pictures like these are displayed in a public place. I will make no apologies, mostly because I voluntarily put these here, but also because I don't have any regrets about my actions. I got drunk and goofed around. Let he who has not done that before cast the first look of disapproval. You know where and how to reach me if you feel like disapproving of my actions.

We took one final picture outside of Dad's house when we arrived back in Fox Lake, Illinois. From here it would only be 1 hour until we were safe and sound back in our comfy beds. After the crazy couple of days we spent in the big scary city, the safe confines of Wisconsin looked like a dream come true. We thanked Dad for all of the wonderful things he had done for us over the last few days, then said our goodbyes. The last adventure would be one that we knew well, one that would take us home to Milwaukee.

Now is the part where I get to leave some parting comments and reflect upon this latest adventure in my life. It's always great to get out there and try some new things and have some new experiences. I did have a really great time in New York City. Much like Las Vegas, there wasn't anything that I saw that I didn't love about the city. I know that I will be going back there someday, it is only a matter of when. They sell so many of those I Heart NY shirts because of people like me. We will continue to wear them with pride because we only see the touristy parts of the city and don't have to live with the day-to-day crapiness that infests the place. Any person who lives in the city of question by the tourists knows the real side of it and cannot believe that people actually want to go there. I guess then I will have to go back multiple times so that I can give an educated response to the "do you Heart NY?" question. When I figure it out, I'll let you know. Until then - stay tuned for more adventures.