Kiss and Fly

Once again, New York City nightlife leaves me with a grin on my face, vodka in my veins, memories and distorted puzzle pieces through the camera lens that make up the picture of a rather successful affair. Driving the now immune distance from home to station, and station to New York - the City that never sleeps, we arrive heels, hair and heat! Knowing and having a promoter calls for front of the line, free entrance, private couches in a booth with free alcohol, all sounds too good to be true. It was! After five drinks we were dismissed by some tight dressed arrogant woman, but with the drinks flowing and the ambiance growing, it was for a laughable occurrence. Kiss and Fly nightclub in lower Manhattan, boasted elegant design, pleasing to the eye decor, mixing Roman accents with modern lighting.

Pick up line of the night " What would be a typical American Drink? " was effective and provided results! After dancing the night away, we headed for McDonald's, which at 4am, on both floors, was packed to capacity, not to mention I enjoyed my Delux burger as if it were my last meal on earth. Of course, we whip out our flats, as everyone knows, long nights and many blocks trains you for preparation. CVS, in fact, sell foldable pumps in cute zip bags for this very reason. Leaving McDonald's we were bombarded by taxi and Limo drivers, between shifts or perhaps ending off their night hoping to pray on intoxicated tourists, alas, my South African roots knew better, and a negotiation commenced and we drove back to Central Station in pure style, night complete.

Sunday, being Father's day, left me a little homesick considering the distance to give my father a hug on this special day was not entirely possible. I did, however, pre-plan the sending of a voice recorded father's day card, which I might add, is one of my " growing " points of the experience, namely; to PLAN IN ADVANCE! On this note, I would like to thank my amazing dad for helping to make this trip possible, and to thank him for his constant impact throughout my life, I love you endlessly pops.

Now to hang low and save for the Bigger is Better State, Texas...... Yeehaa