Last time I went to New York, I drank martinis and woke the next morning to find myself fully dressed, with M&Ms stuck to my face and German pornography barking in the background.
This time, it will be different! Not only am I certainly not travelling business class (for I will be crammed into seat 44J on my KLM flight for eight hours, eating cheese and watching Mr Bean in Dutch), but I will have a charming companion when I get there: the sort of chap who books things in advance, carries a knapsack and knows where the good restaurants are. I shall give him cocktails and see what happens.
Pip pip!
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very good, toodle-oo!
Come to Cleveland. I will pick off the M&M's. Swear.
tell him 2 take u 2 arther av n 187 that is little italy and has the best food ever...
more info, please, miss monkey. would your companion be able to minister to ailing squirrels, for example?
They make such good cocktails in NYC, so don't forget the joy that is a Vodka Collins.
By the way, let us know if you got an upgrade, although I fear it's doubtful if the check-in person was Dutch.
They are such nice people but charm and/or humour don't seem to work with them and your impressive acrobatic monkey skills must be limited, what with that leg and all.
Lucky monkey will get to see the Easter Parade.
Oh darn. I forgot to tell you that if you go to the Hasten store on Greene, you could , possibly bounce on a $60,000 bed.
for restaurants check out Babbo in west village if you can get in.. or Lupa in Greenwich... got to love Mario Batali... molte avventure!
There were cocktails. One had tangerine in it. I cannot remember part of Saturday night. The next day, I ate soup.
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