We're booked and ready to go! During a perfectly selfless trip to W*P*D's on Wednesday (that's such a fib, but we'll go with it) to administer comfort food and sick-bed companionship, we successfully booked our flights and hotel for February's American extravaganza.
It came about quite by accident: W*P*D mentioned in a blog post that she wanted to go back to New York, I squeaked that I would give my right kidney to join her and from there it speedily spiralled into a coast-to-coast trip taking in Los Angeles and Las Vegas, where I had been promising for about a year to take myself to visit Vici and Ther.
We've managed to get flights there and back for a ridiculously cheap £350 each, and we've even secured seats at the back so I can do small child googly eyes out the window and W*P*D can shuffle back and forth to the toilets whenever she wishes.
We've also booked a hotel right in the centre of NYC, apparently very close to Madison Square Gardens and within easy distance of everything from the Empire State Building to the Met. Fortunately for me, W*P*D is an old hand at the NYC thing, so I will be trotting around after her still making my small child big eyes.
After five nights there, we fly over to LA, where we will be staying with Vici and Ther and, at some point, with Lisa Marie Presley's private chef. Which is just cool. We'll be spending the weekend in a cosy lodge in Big Bear and, apparently, skiing, which, as it may well result in me breaking everyone's bones, isn't likely to increase my popularity levels.
And then we drive to Vegas (I have insisted we stop at a proper diner and have fries and a slice of pie, and I want a matronly waitress to ask me if I want a coffee refill, like they do in the movies) for another five nights, where we will be trusting Vici to show us a good time... somehow I think my hangover will still be lingering in April.
Mostly I want to see all the places, do all the things and eat all the food you see in the movies, from shopping on Rodeo Drive to tucking into mac and cheese. I want to completely revamp my wardrobe, go to cool indie concerts and swanky restaurants, shout for taxis, visit massive casinos and museums, scream on rollercoasters and go googly eyed yet again as we wander round the movie studios.
In other words, I am going to be a small, excited child for the duration and will probably need to be put on a leash.
5 comments:
OMG that is so exciting!! I went to NYC and it was the best 5 nights OF MY LIFE, SRSLY. Don't try asking someone for a spoon there though, it causes all kinds of chaos :| and yay for seeing Vici!
That sounds sooooo hexciting!
I demand that you ask for fries with *everything*.
"Do you want a bag for this book?"
"Yes please. And pop some fries in there too."
(pause)
"Fuckit, I'll be a devil - super-size them."
I wish I could edit my comment :(
And we have to order in stupid amounts of Chinese food in cartons, if it doesn't come in cartons it's no good. Then we open all 20-odd cartons, take one bite of something and rush off out somewhere!
And thank you again for making the food of goodness. Tired of feeling rubbish now. Bah.
oh my gawd...I got that excited rush again reading this. I can't wait! You are right about the April hang over....it's SO on >:)
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