Times Square - New Years Eve Recap
Friday Night - “Hoboken No Jokin”
Jen and I ran to the Bowling Green and caught the PATH to HOBOKEN and trekked over a mile along the waterfront, in beautiful dry 50 degree weather, lovinnnnnnnnnn the view of the skyline, especially after just coming FROM the World Trade Center, which now SUPERdwarfs the Empire State Building.
(picture by MYSELF but if you think im putting first/last names, you are quite naive about internet safety)
We walked through the very strange alternate universe of Hoboken, through gorgeous brownstones and walkups that made my mouth water… seriously, some were such gothic estates, I was amdly in love and almost forsook NYC for NJ in a heartbeat.
But then we got to Maxwells and had an AMAZING show, during which Joshua handed me the mic *heart* although, in this picture, it looks more like Im making out with Tim No 37 more than singing along with the guys :)
^picture credi tto Sonya Hanafi
After the show, we all got ishfaced and made a caravan back across (under) the Hudson River, then the East River (over), back to the burg (through the woods), where we went on a 2 am run for coffee, redbull, beer, brooklyn wraps, mountain dew and Jameo in painful shoes and involved a couple of the girls (not mahself) peeing illegally lololol (PEE ME A RIVER)
Then the band got back from unloading their gear and we had a slumber party. HIGH FIVE.
Great way to start new years eve.
As a sidenote, TIm No 37 says, if you’re a gay metal fan in NYC, come out of the closet and you’ll get this for NYE:
Nightly walk mileage total: 4.7 miles
Saturday: The NYE Triathlon (not an actual triathlon)
Woke up around 9 am, laid out on the deck with Joshua and Jen, soaking up some extremely unseasonal clear skies and hot sunshine! Ordered brunch a la couch and pigged out with everyone, laughing about the hilarity that ensued the night before, such as Peter rolling down 10th street, Joshua peeing on a curb for almost 6 minutes, the two girls wearing so much makeup and feathers and SoCo on their outfits that they were just… ANYWAY…
Then Jen and I took a short graffiti walk through Bushwick:
Then we took the N back over the Manhattan Bridge to get ready for Times Square and caught an amazing sunset:
Next we take the train to 7th Ave/53rd Street just north of Times Square and decide to brave the crowds by sneaking in from the north mostly down 7th, and then via 6th before cutting into the bowtie. Let me illustrate:
Now, the ball was blocked from our view because of the ESPN building, but we were able to see it reflected in the other buildings- so Im cool with that. It took us about an hour to get from my apartment in Brooklyn, to the front of the police barricades by 11:10 or so. I took out my camera when it was less than insane, because I had no intention of taking it out later. I originally planned to take it out in the insanity- but not til next year when I can be more prepared and its not a last minute I WONDER I COULD DO THIS O_O thing.
pictures of the walk up until we got to 42nd and 6th:
^ Empire State Building from Bryant Park
^ crowds coming from the East, Bryant Park side
^ getting close!
^from now on everything looks like this
because it was like this: (from Jersey North Shore News)
except for the ball dropping
and our proud asses at the very front of the police barricades (horns up)
Then there was screaming and fireworks and confetti and we made a mad dash for the D train in Bryant Park to escape the stampedes and get back to Brooklyn for part deux de la nuit.
Fast forward 45 minutes and a 10 degree temperature drop and Jen and I are changing from jeans/tshirts/sneakers to LBDs/twinkly jewelry and pumps in the middle of 58th and 4th Ave to get to the Haven’s Black & White Ball for champagne and dancing to meet my French boy.
HIGH FIVE for NYE with Jen.
Day’s Walk Mileage Total: 8.2 mi
Sunday: Woke up at 3pm after enjoying our sleep-in and diner dinner and kisses and quickies a bit too much before French boy and I brave Best Buy and Target on NY’s Day to get hime a laptop just in time for closing. Then I run to Jen’s for homemade gumbo a la her MOST AWESOME ROOMMATE (Iron Chef Soux chef Kate- soon to be on Bravo)
OM-NOMMITY-NOM. Then I ran all the way back to the french boy’s house to sleep there.
Day’s Walk Mileage Total: 3 miles
8:37 am Got dumped MID-gardening session because apparently the mere sight of me naked after 10 dates is just too horrible to stand any longer because it makes his gardening tools soft. FINE.
called Peter and and headed straight to the band’s apartment for beers and movies and louging away until I had to get up to go to work, which was much nicer than playing translator for le douche.
sad; new body issues; whaddyagonnado?
It couldnt dampen the rest of a phenomenal NYE weekend and THAT is why it is by farrrrrrrrrrrr my favorite holiday.
Day’s Walk Mileage Total: 5.5
Weekend Total Mileage: about 20-22 miles
Weekend Total Cost: $11.12 sht you not.