So. ever since the end of July, I have been planning a fall break get-away for Jackie and myself. If you've been to my wife's blog, you've seen the clues I've given (all factual- but also intended to throw her off the track) and maybe you've wondered where we were going. Well, after our student trip in June, I thought it was about time that Jackie and I go to New York- alone. I'd been before without students, but Jackie had just had Millie (and it was for a conference). Jackie had been before without me (where she gained enough information to write a book on, "The Best Places in New York City to Breast Feed"). So, in conspiracy with Jackie's mom to watch the girls, I planned our trip.
For those of you that don't know Jackie (and you should read her blog to find out more), one of her more charming qualities is anxiousness. It's one reason it's sometimes best to make your plans and make her go because she's going to be nervous about something no matter what.
Last Wednesday, Jackie was under instructions to pick me up at the high school at exactly 2:25pm so we could make our 4:50pm flight. She was there, packed and ready to go (to Seattle she thought) when we arrived at the airport. I let her check-in at the kiosk so she could see where our flight was going (JFK) and the surprise would be over. As she read the flight information, tears of joy and gratitude filled her eyes as she embraced me at baggage check-in. "This will be the most fun we will ever had" she said breathlessly.
Oh wait. That was the Disney version. Let's recount what actually occurred (and I'm sure Jackie's side of the story will be up on her blog shortly).
"What the hell? I SO DID NOT PACK FOR THIS TRIP!! I brought heels! I packed for west coast! We were just there in June!" As we put our baggage up on the scale, a friendly desk clerk goes, "Was this a surprise? How fun!" to which Jackie replied, "I guess..." To calm her anxious heart, I quickly realized Diet Coke was needed immediately. After a discussion through security (where all of the agents learned that Jackie was not dressed for 4 Broadway shows or lots of walking) Jackie's mood became brighter when I got her gummi-Peach-O's and Diet Coke.
After a long and boring flight (Delta's satellite TV system has never worked on our flights), we arrived in New York. After waiting for an eternity for our bags, off we went to the Millennium Broadway hotel in Times Square.
Because I had purchased our hotel on Priceline, you cannot specify bed size or smoking/non-smoking until you get there. Well, we had been put on a smoking floor and though we protested, we said we would go check it out and if it was bad, we'd come back down. We went, we checked, it was bad, we came back down only to discover the desk agent had given the non-smoking 2 bed room to someone else while we were upstairs. They were sold out (and it was 1:00am in the morning at this point) and the desk clerk said we could be switched in the morning. We went back up to the hotel room where Jackie immediately burst into tears (even though I was pointing out that we had a cool view of the Chrystler Building) and flopped into bed pulling the covers up to act as an air filter. Clin and Jackie's NYC adventure had begun!!
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Yay for New York!
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