The Big Apple

Were off in the morning to NYC. The City, The Big Apple, the city that never sleeps. If we can make it there, we can make it anywhere except where we are actually going. Which is Montrose NY, just a headless horseyback ride north of Sleepy Hollow. Yeah, there really is a Sleepy Hollow. Lots of history there. Churches built in the 1600s- West Point, if you're queer for Army cadets. You know, cultural crap like that. It's actually pretty nice there, good pizza everywhere. Not like most of the crap you get west of the Mississippi. But most of the wine there really sucks. It's all like Manachevitz. sweet Concord grape stuff. It's like Welches grape juice spiked with Sterno. So after about for or five days, I do get Jonesing for a burrito and a Dos Exxes and the sound of surf. But for now, let the trip begin.