Now since these posts are more abt the travel ill fastforward to Sunday! Our plan for Sunday was to hit up Cooperstown once more and then get back on the road to Bing by 3pm…That morning I got a call from Nat saying her trip back to school had ended a bit early and if possible shed love to see me that night…I told her to go fuck herself
Ok ok ok while that mayve been what I shouldve said I instead avoided excuses and said Absolutely! (You’ll soon learn that as badass as I’d love to be it just doesn’t ever really happen) I mean what the hell, I would surely be able to squeeze a trip to south jersey into my trip, why the heck not? So we went from Oneonta to Cooperstown (amazing town and a must for baseball fans) and at 3pm went from Cooperstown back to Bing and I said so long to Dafe!
Dafe was not out of my car more then 5 mins before that dreaded check engine light came on…now this sucked! Ya see I had work the next day (rule of thumb is you don’t call out the day after you’re out on vacation or it looks like you enjoyed that vacation a little too much) so logic would say get your ass back home or even back to Dafe’s and figure out my next move, right? Not how I operate, off to south jersey I went praying my car would be able to power through like it had done so many times before!
I did make it south Jersey to hang out with Natalie and I never told her abt the check engine light as she had been on me to upgrade the vehicle ASAP (easier said then done, however, esp bc these weekend getaways while great often have a decent pricetag attached in the end). I made it back to south jersey at abt 830 so I again banged out a more respectable 5 and a half hrs on the road…
Finally I had one more obstacle which would be getting from south jersey to queens the next morning. So I got up at five AM said goodbye to Nat and her mom (awk I know let it go) and while hoping against hope I made it home and to work on time in a swift 2 hours! As a side my car did die imediately after work and needed repairs the next day but the fact was it got me all over the place and where I needed to be.
So in the end in the span of three days I went from Queens-Bing-Oneonta-Cooperstown-Back to Bing- to South Jersey- and then finally back to Bayside….all in the name of an unforgettable weekend getaway!
While I’m updating on a greyhound bus en route to Binghamton for the weekend, I figured I would take a trip down memory lane and remember a trip I took to Binghamton last September.
Ya see I love to get out on the road and go away, whether it be for a day, a weekend or a week I just love to get away from New York City any chance I get. Being someone who doesn’t really need more then five hours of sleep to function comfortably throughout the day, there is no too early or too far…I love trips that sound insane and that require a lot of driving (I mean shit theres a reason I have 165,000 miles on my car.) There is just so much out there to see and some of my best memories have come hanging with friends or family on the road. Since I’m now 25 I feel like there is only so many more chances I’m gonna get to getaway for the day or the weekend so when I can I do.
Most weekends in 2011 I spent with Natalie, there was rarely a weekend that we didn’t have something planned out or going on. However, this particular weekend we did have seperate plans. Ya see, Nat had plans to do her alumni weekend and do to a variety of reasons I was not welcome on this trip.
Therefore, I made plans to head to my friends Mario and Jenna’s place for the weekend in Oneonta to eventually visit the baseball hall of fame in Cooperstown. I was gonna also pick up Dafe in Binghamton and then cut back to Oneonta on that Friday so the four of us could have a nice little weekend.
Witty Boxie Sidebar: Dafe had let me know that it really would make the most sense for me to pick him up from Binghamton before going to Oneonta since Binghamton was practically on the way to Oneonta…in all actuality this really just made the most sense for Dafe as, after my other two trips to Oneonta I realized Binghamton is about an hr out of the way between Queens and Oneonta…many skills I have, however, a sense of direction is not one of them
Thus, when Friday morning came I embarked on quite a journey at 1pm and do to immense traffic and roadwork I made it to Binghamton at 830pm…you read that correctly I was on the road for a staggering 7.5 hrs! (Admittedly it was my fault, kinda sorta, I was supposed to leave at 10 but just couldn’t get going) Once I got to Bing and grabbed a bite with Dafe we were back on the road and on the way to Oneonta…we finally arrived a little before 12!
About 11 hrs on the road which sounds insane but heck if it didn’t happen I wouldn’t be here blogging about the trip right now would I…
August 28th, 2010
Have you noticed I jump around quite a bit…anyways now that I’ve gotten into what it means to avoid excuses I can get into how this mantra ends up killing a bit of fun for yours truly… August 28th was the final day of my firs trip to the Poconos. I absolutely love everything about the Poconos and this trip is what started it all. We had been there for a week and I was pooped. Ya see, going anywhere with my sister, KSM, you basicallly are constantly on the go from the beginning of our vacation until the end. You don’t get a moment to rest and this is actually how I love vacations so it works. Anyways after a long week, I was spent and ready to return home. The problem was a boxie-less week was weighing down on my pals back home and a bunch of people were waiting to hang out upon my arrival back to New York. My buddy Stan had called me up the night before and had asked if I would like to watch UFC 118 at his place, of course! I also remembered my buddy Barns was having a bbq and so I figured if that started at 7, I’d have three hours with Barns and co. then catch UFC with Stan at 10. Cool!
So we end up leaving the Poconos at about 3pm which meant we should be back in NY by 7, I could nap for an hour and then head to Barns’ place because who really shows up on time to gatherings? I mean there is nothing worse than that one awkward guy who shows on time and then the host is stuck entertaining that first guest until finally another guest shows up and the party really kicks off. I like a crowd there already so im usually a solid hour or two late. Still two hours at Barns’ place… no big deal!
On the way home I get a call from my buddy Dafe who ended up getting home and wanted to hang for a bit to see if I was ok (I had a broken wrist at the time) and wanted to grab some ice cream because he was getting ready to go on a family cruise the next day whereh e would be gone for a week…I knew I had to get to Barns but I figured I would ditch my nap and hang with Dafe for a bit. (Never a good idea to ditch a nap, sometimes a cat nap could really make all the difference in whether you can be a human being or not during the night ahead, so take 30 mins if you can before going out, also not the best plannign to get ice cream before heading to a bbq but I giuess that isn’t here nor there) Anyways Dafe and I shoot the shit and I end up getting to Barns at 8:45!
Now I’m at Barns place eating some good food and really having a nice time. I always enjoy Barns’ group of friends and it was good to finally sit down and relax after a long ass day, well, for about 45 minutes, see the UFC event was 50 bucks and Stan was depending on me to watch the show with him and pay for half of the event. I couldn’t let him down. So I had to break my number one bbq rule and head out right after eating. (I hate people who typically stop by events, I mean how smug! Of course when people “stop by” a bbq this basically is their way of getting some grub for free and then continuing their night) Well this was the plan, until Sasha, a friend of both mine and Barns (her and I have a bit of a love-hate friendship) had enough of ole B Nigs (me). Sasha immediately called me out in front of everyone saying she was sick of me showing up for only ten mins (never actually ten mins I try to at least stay for an hour) of every event I went to and acting like I was too cool for everyone then going off else where and continuing my night! This was a ludicrous proclamation and I was stunned she had made it! I looked around for support but even Barns left me hanging here! Sasha was right! I didn’t actually think I was too cool it was just because of trying to fit all plans into one night I never really did hang around and enjoy myself. Thus, Stan and asked if we could just catch the replay of that night’s event…(Imagine youre Stan for a second…all excited to see UFC and now having to wait until 1 AM to watch!). I ended up hanging for hours at Barns place and had a real nice time until Victor (another Barns friend) decided to ruin the rest of my night saying ”Hey guys check it out old ass Randy Couture ending up winning his fight tonight” ( There is nothing worse then watching a sports event on delay especially when you know the results) Anyways the BBQ at Barns place ended and everyone went home and probably to bed. Everyone except me who was off to Stan’s at 12:30, still napless mind you!
Knowing Stan got the raw deal of my Boxie Nigma running and gunning day, I showed up to his place jacked for UFC and doing all I can to hype this show. I also tried to make it seem like I thought Couture was going to lose (A little reverse psychology at its finest!) I laid down on Stan;’s couch to watch some UFC and it felt like it flew right by, it was just great! I got up to go home at 3:30 AM (surprisingly not even that exhausted), I thanked Stan for ordering the show and told him we def had to do it again. Stan laughed and said “For sure Box, except next time maybe you can actually be awake for some of the show!” Oops…