A Lesson Learnt....

Well-the verdict is in. I would still move to New York in a heartbeat. I know it's not everyone's cup of tea but I love it. It's alive and it has an energy all of its own. It was just a shame I was only there for less than 72 hours. It was an even bigger shame that I spent at least 15 of those hours with the worst hangover I've had in ages. The lesson learnt was that if a large Danish man challenges you to a drinking game that involves double shots of whiskey and not using your hands-say No. Immediately. Don't even consider it because you will pay. In the form of a wasted day in NYC. Well-it wasn't completely wasted as I spent a lovely day with MacDad but my tasks that had been set were not completed. I didn't make it to Sephora for my makeup bonanza as we were worried if someone came at me too quickly with a lipstick I might vomit on then. I had to leave Anthroplogie before checking out the homewares or trying on everything for the same reason. I couldn't stomach a pastrami from Katz's Deli and I didn't get to send a random boy in the army a salami. Devastated!!!! Serves you right Miss Shugg. I did however-managed to squeeze in some Crack Pie from Momofuku much later in the evening.

We retreated back to MacDads apartment for a lie down before attempting to visit a craft shop I was very excited about-only to have a massive storm break just as we were heading off. Not my day! We miraculously found a cab and decided chances of getting another were slim to none so we made him wait while I zoomed around the shop absolutely saturated filling in my orders! It was probably a good thing as I could have gone ballistic in there (Crampage Take Two). To further compound things my flight left at 5:15am and my car picked me up at 2am as United Airways told me I would need 3 hours for checking in. When I got to the airport at 2:40 the check in wasn't even open and didn't open until 3:30.....

Sigh.

We live and learn! It was still great and so good to see MacDad in action in NYC-I believe it might be her spiritual home. So-thanks very much MacDad for an awesome two days-up until said incident I was having a ball out with you and Geordie. I will be back and this time I'm steering well clear of any whiskey wielding Danish Men.

ps I'll email you my list of makeup requests....

Just at the airport and next stop Guatemala where the scary bit begins..... Woop woop!

Pps saw this sign outside a bar-thought it summed the city up: