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Thursday, June 2, 2011
Concrete Jungle
Close your eyes. Well I guess that really doesn’t work for reading? Hmm. Ok picture New York. What do you see? Lady Liberty. Empire State Building. Wall Street. Weirdo. We hadn’t even crossed into the state of New York before we had seen 3 of the 4. In fact, before we had even checked into our RV site (at noon) we were ambushed by a very nice but obviously intoxicated lady (weirdo). She kept pestering me about getting her navigators license, to which I politely responded numerous times that I was the wrong person to ask. Eventually she hopped back in her car and swerved down the road in search of her license. But that got our NYC tour off with a bang! After we checked in, we set off on a trek to Yankee Stadium. It was the only day the Yanks would be in town and I wanted to continue my string of ballparks along the trail. Being silly and naïve, we walked to the light rail station with plans to hop on the train and be to the Bronx in a flash. Luckily we ran into numerous very nice people because in reality it took us 4 trains 3 separate fare cards and nearly an hour of underground maze travel before we emerged at Yankee Stadium. I tried my hand at scalping once again, and was offered two tickets (in the 6 th inning mind you), not next to each other for $65 a seat (one was a face value of $15). Lets just say I probably didn’t play my cards to well and walked away towards the box office empty handed. After being informed that the cheapest remaining seat at the box office was a cool $100, I started to come to the realization that maybe I wouldn’t get to see inside. I pondered sneaking in (and once had an opportunity but wussed out and walked away) and was then resigned to the fact that pictures of the outside would have to suffice. Then I met the worlds nicest cop. We chatted about our tour and when he learned our story he informed us about one remaining option. The cops had a special side entrance he could sneak us through. He pulled out his phone and made some calls –was this really happening? Was a cop going to help us break the law? Just as I was getting excited and he was starting to inform his buddy about our arrival, the Chief walked in unannounced. Needless to say that put a pretty big wrench in our plans but it was part of an unbelievable show of kindness shown to us by the “cold” New Yorkers.
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