For Memorial Day I visited Jaclyn in New York City. You remember Jaclyn. We dated from like 2001-2004. Wait, that was before this blog existed. Wait, the only people that read this are people that knew me from 2001-2004. Okay, well, anyway, we started dating again. I still live in New Jersey, but she lives in New York City, which means that every weekend we see each other will be an adventure. But I'm pumped because I like being a tourist, so here's what we did on Memorial Day Weekend.
Jaclyn's dad got us tickets to see the Yankees play the Cleveland Indians. This is what's left of the old Yankee Stadium, which is very similar to every place that has been shut down that I used to hang out at the start of this blog, including The Brewhaha, The Laughing Lion, PJ my skydiving instructor, Dover Lanes, Vineddi's, and the Springdale Junction.
I still turn into a little kid when I get near Yankee Stadium. To be honest, I'm kind of a little kid all the time.
Because Jaclyn's dad is the man, our seats were 18 rows behind the Yankee dugout (face value $250 a piece). If you recall correctly, my normal budget for Yankee games is bleacher seats on discount night (face value $5 a piece).
We're so good looking it's sickening.
Why do I always get stuck seeing crappy AJ Burnett pitch?
I probably won't be this close to the field ever again. Until we ask her dad for more tickets.
I had never taken the subway out of Yankee Stadium before. Picture all of these people on one subway train together. You get really friendly really quickly.
We also went to Grand Central Station, to which I had never been. If you stand and face opposite corners in this section you can talk and hear each other perfectly because of the acoustics. Unfortunately, to people passing by, it looks like you're peeing in the corner.
To native New Yorkers this seems pretty mundane. But to someone who's only taken trains into crappy Penn Station his whole life, it was pretty exciting.
The ceiling has constellations on it! How can you not get excited???
I know, right? We're so good looking. Mostly me. But Jaclyn, too.
After Grand Central Station we headed over to the Frying Pan. (worst website ever) It's basically a boat that's permanently docked at Pier 66 at West 26th Street. You order at the outdoor bar and they have plastic lawn chairs and tables randomly scattered on the dock and the boat and it's kind of first come first served. We stood for a while and split a pitcher of sangria before finding some seats because it was super crowded due to the holiday weekend.
We also walked over to the Met, which I have never been to. I'm not really interested in most Art exhibits, but the Egyptian section was awesome.
With the exception of the Egyptian stuff, I wasn't too impressed. I don't really care about most of the art exhibits that are there. That is, until we were walking along the American wing and stumbled upon a dead end hallway. I noticed that there were baseball cards, so I walked over and my jaw dropped when I saw this original T206 Honus Wagner card. Right now most of the guys reading this are impressed, while none of the girls have any idea what I'm talking about. It's considered the Holy Grail of baseball cards and is the most expensive baseball card in the world. Only 50-200 were printed and in 2007 an anonymous collector purchased one for $2.8 million. And for you nerds, the Met pin was orange the day we went.
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Keith takes the subway every time to and from Yankees Stadium. He said it's insane, in a good way.
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