Ben's Blog: To the five boroughs...

Yesterday I boarded a flight from Reno to come to New York with a stopover in San Fran on the way. The first leg went ok, but the second was the worst flight I have been on.

Firstly this fat, smelly, massive black dude was sitting next to me. He was doing everything in his power to be a complete dick. As he was so huge, his arm was constantly pressed hard up against mine, and I was pressed up against the window. Due to me being in this sandwich position, I could feel the guys sweat on my arm, just gross. His smell was a cross between musk and baked beans, and he insisted that he use the only power plug in our row for his laptop. On this he watched soft euro porn for the whole flight, ignoring the fact the kid on the other side was about 13 and loving it. I managed to get back at him a little though, I kicked his power cord out every now and then. When he would bend down to plug it back in and when his head was near my ass I would let out a decent silent fart. Karma. I caught his name when was on facebook. Winston Moralez, you are an ass hat.

Anyhow, we landed in New York and sat on the tarmac for 45 minutes as there was a plane in our gate. This meant I missed my pre-booked shuttle bus to my hotel. I rang the shuttle company only to be told I was too late and I would have to find another way to my hotel.

I jumped on the subway, having no idea what stop my hotel was near. Everyone else on the train was either a sleeping Mexican, or a stinky homeless bum.

I guessed pretty good where my hotel was and caught a cab the remaining distance as it was pissing down. Finally crawled into bed at 4am.

Woke up at 8 to go see the sights of NYC. Heres some photo's as I have already rambled enough this post.

View from my room -

Home of the knicks, go Ewing! -

Times Square -

Will go to a gig here one day....

If only I was here on these dates.

Trump tower -

Central Park, I ran into a homeless old lady who gave a turtle dove and taught me the true meaning of christmas. (Thats a home alone 2 reference for all you old relo's that read this).

This is totally where Macauley escaped the bad guys on the ice skating rink.

I caught a subway downtown to the site of the World Trade Centre. I visited the memorial museum thing and it was pretty amazing. Im not really one to get all choked up on this sort of thing but its an emotional thing to see. Really glad I went down and saw it.