Wednesday, June 13, 2012
"You know what I'm doing right now? Mentally punching you."
Part of the itinerary in New York was "Phantom of the Opera" on Broadway--which was lovely, needless to say. There is just something about Broadway, you know? I think I could stay there for weeks going to shows.
I loved how excited the kids were to see the show--and how many of them had never been. I guess that is the best part of the trip--introducing some of the kids to things they have never seen....and may never have if we didn't go with the band. It always amazes me that some folks don't travel.
We went to the Museum of Natural History, which was featured in the movie "Night at the Museum." We cracked up watching the kids run from exhibit to exhibit trying to find artifacts and displays that were used in the movie. And of course, I was guilty of the same. Except I walked--I was too tired to run.
Also included in the trip was some of the "touristy" things that we don't typically see or spend my money on--like Madam Tussaud's Wax Museum. I went in apprehensively, but ended up having a bunch of fun posing with the likes of the Dalai Lama, Princess Diana and George Clooney. I guess you have to add some cheesy stuff for the kids--and some of the adults too. I know my roomy, Carrie, was pretty darn excited about going there on our last day of the trip.
This trip was loaded with adventures and it pushed us all to the brink. And strangely, the folks that were the most stressed by it all were the adults. It is amazing how some people are just not comfortable with being out of their environment. While Carrie and I were laughing our way around NYC, there were some folks with us who crabbed and moaned about everything--the food, the crowds, the lights, the sounds, the prices, the lack of rest.....and on and on. I don't get that--why do they go? I will admit to mentally punching a few folks just to maintain my sanity.
I think that is a true test of who you are--traveling with someone. And I was with 99 other "someones".
I wonder if anyone was mentally punching me when I had that non-stop fit of the giggles on the bus ride home one night? Nah. I doubt it.