Made it to NYC just fine...no getting dead for me...whew! HOWEVER...I did not sleep on the plane at all. JetBlue, if you're reading, my red-eye flight from SEA to JFK was entirely too warm. It was all I could do not to start taking off layers of clothing...and that's something nobody really wants to happen on a plane (am I right, Richard Patrick?). And it wasn't just me...everyone around me was complaining about the heat.
After checking in at the hotel, I slept and then headed to Broadway and Times Square. Times Square being Times Square, there was some craziness there. Young men were trying to get people to go see a comedy show and one of them had the pitchline of "You like Black people? This show has Black people in it." Also a bridal party was getting their photos taken...and it was bitterly cold. I was wearing long underwear (it is very rare that I'm cold, but I was FREEZING today)...and these girls were standing around in strapless gold lamé. Craziness I tell you! I really do hope that the T-Mobile ad appears in her wedding album...cause that'd just be hilarious. Or maybe it's just me.
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