New York City Spring Break

Two similar buildings structures devoted to worship, but whom they worship is completely different. On the left is Trump Tower, where Donald reigns atop his empire and perfects his wicked comb over. On the right is an old-school church, where of course people worship God. God sits atop the Earth Empire, and I bet if he is balding, he doesn't attempt to try and fool everyone but combing the hair from the back of his head to the front. God is the original Man; he doesn't have to fake the funk.

Atlas was one of the characters in Greek Mythology, and since everything that I know about Greek Mythology comes from Clash of the Titans and the Disney animated movie Hercules, I have no idea what he did. I know he carries the world on his shoulders, and in Western society it symbolizes strength and endurance. This statue has been outside of Rockefeller Center since the 1930's.

Everything in New York City is just minutes away from everything else. This mostly has to do with the compactedness of the city. Times Square was exactly as I had pictured it to be -busy and on crack. There were advertisements everywhere you looked, and flashing signs and loud noises everywhere. I will tell you this - TV and movies don't do this place justice. It's so much cooler in real life than in fake life. You need to be right in the middle of this thing to truly experience what this place is all about.

Some of us were NYC first-timers, so we had to go all out on the NYC stuff, including eating New York style pizza. We've supposedly eaten authentic New York style pizza at places like Sabarro's in the mall, but that's not truly authentic because we weren't in NYC at the time. Let me tell you this - it was the best pizza that we've ever had in our lives. There's like 30 choices to choose from, like the pineapple and ham pizza that Jenny is eating, and they cook it in an interesting way. They will make an entire pizza and put in under heat lamps. You usually order by the slice, so they cut one off and stick it in the oven for a few minutes to reheat it. Dad ordered a Calzone, just like he always does.

I remember now where I originally learned of this pizza cooking method. This takes me back to March of 2003 when I spent my spring break in Southern California. On Sunday of that week, we went to Manhattan Beach and visited Manhattan Pizza, where I got my pizza served to me just like in NYC. On this trip I ordered a mighty meaty pizza, and it was delightful.

With food in our stomachs, we walked back to Rockefeller Center to go to the Top of the Rock, the viewing plaza atop of building.