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Ah, New York. Melting pot of the world. Where the downtrodden meet the elite. My first site as we neared Manhattan was the breathtaking Statue of Liberty. With her shining light she greets visitors and all the other undesirables out there with the same cold indifference that only a metal statue can produce.
Next, it�s off to Central Park where folks can hire a horse drawn buggy for a romantic romp around the park. I, however, being on a limited budget, could but run along
side one, much irritating the couple riding within. If you follow this tactic, don�t run behind the buggy. As I said�it�s horse drawn.
Then, it was off to Radio City Music Hall�where I was thrown out for public intoxication. A cruel indictment, considering the streak of alcoholism that runs through my family. However, I was able to catch a glimpse of the fabulous Rockettes. Hot babes with long legs. After that, its all a bit of a blur until I woke up at the police station the following morning.
And, how could I forget Broadway. The Great White Way. A million lights, each one representing a broken dream. Mine being one of them as I had wanted to get tickets to �The Producers� but again, being on a fixed budget, I had to settle for a one man show about the Wright Brothers. The actor played both Orville and Wilbur and their plane. Ingenious. Bravo!
Well, so much for New York. As we flew off into the night, I caught one last glimpse of the city all lit up and ready for the next eager visitor. This is the only thing I remember about the flight as I immediately began consuming those little bottles of spirits and blacked out somewhere over the Atlantic�on my way to tour the city of lights...Gay Paris!