On Saturday Bossy went on a bus to New York City with her friend Amy because Amy gets paid to chaperone the trip and because Amy secures Bossy’s ticket for free. And because it’s been a whole year since the last time.
While Amy busied herself with a clipboard up and down the bus aisle, Bossy danced for her supper snapped a photo of the passengers:
Also while Amy busied herself with a clipboard up and down the bus aisle, Bossy dispensed the Official Bus Trip Snack:
During the journey, Bossy and her friend Amy talked until their lips fell off exchanged tales of financial woe—and before you could count to Whitey Bossy and Amy were vowing not to spend even one dime in New York. To cement the deal, Bossy took a photo of the Dimes they were not going to spend:
Within no time the bus was dropping everyone off in Midtown. The first financial indiscretion went like this:
Because Bossy and her friend Amy ran out of time halfway to the Cream Puff Museum their previous trip to New York, they decided this time they would begin their day there. And so they walked one hundred blocks up Broadway to pose for this photo enjoying their morning Cream Puffs:
Pinky-swearing to return to the Cream Puffs later in the day, Bossy and her friend Amy went in search of a more time-appropriate activity:
Bossy and her friend Amy decided they might need a little food to wash down their booze, and so they ordered something to share off of the Indian menu:
But it wasn’t a total loss, because while still enjoying her pathogenic bacteria lunch, Bossy’s friend Amy enjoyed a Celebrity Sighting! Out the restaurant’s front window! Directly on the other side of the glass!
Next Bossy went on a mission for fingerless gloves. Unbeknownst to her friend Amy, Bossy has very stringent standards for fingerless gloves. For instance, they have to be fingerless:
Two street vendors later, Bossy fell in love with a pair with a very simplistic design:
Next Bossy and her friend Amy got in a huge debate over taxis—namely which type of taxi they prefer. Bossy’s friend Amy prefers the new psychedelic cabs:
While Bossy remains Old School:
For the entire duration of the taxi debate Bossy and her friend Amy were busy walking from the Upper West Side back to Midtown, and Bossy has this to report about fingerless gloves: Your fingers freeze.
Luckily there were many interesting sights to distract Bossy from her amputated fingers. Like these cute Manhattan dogs:
All that walking and hypothermia sure builds up an appetite. And for those keeping score at home you may have noticed Bossy and her friend Amy inadvertently left the Cream Puff neighborhood without Cream Puffs. Lucky thing Bossy and her friend Amy asked this distinguished gentleman if he could suggest a nice restaurant nearby:
Once inside the recommended restaurant, Bossy used the bathroom while her friend Amy ate the breadbasket drank an entire glass of water. It was at this point they realized everything on the menu cost $30. The appetizer menu. And so Bossy and her friend Amy grabbed at their scarves and gloves and keys and purses and jackets and ran out the front door. The shock of those prices! Do you remember how Mom used to warn that if you crossed your eyes they would become stuck in that position forever?
After walking another one hundred blocks, Bossy and her friend Amy finally settled on a restaurant where they could drink the feeling back into the tips of their noses:
And then sadly it was time to get back on the bus toward Suburbville. But it sure was a great day, and Bossy wants to point out that she was exceedingly proud that she did not spend one dime in New York! $47.25, maybe—but not one dime.
Yum Cream Puffs! Now I’m craving them.
EXECELLENT DAILY Value Bossy ^5
No Christmas shopping? That’s my DREAM to Christmas shop in NYC.. well on my “bucket list” Gee I hate that term!
alright lady, you’ve got a few days…get thee a cream puff! or twelve.
Everybody in New Yawk eats creampuffs at any time of day. Get local and munch one along with that coffee.
PS I got the fingerless dog poop gloves style and love the no fingers for working in my chilly office and the little mitten for when I am in the car (We’re talking sunny So. Calif. here ) whine whine… Wine???
Fingerless gloves, ladies?
New York under $50 bucks??
You chicks are cheap dates. With fingerless gloves.
Living in CT, we also go into the city often. No matter how much we try to plan what restaurant we will eat in ahead of time to save $$, we always wind up at places that serve appetizers for $30. (And we grab our coats and run out the door, too!) Hope you had a great time.
Fingerless gloves are good for drinking hot coffee by an outside fire, not much more.
Oh and the dog bums? Their owner needs some rear gear for them! WHAT? never heard of rear gear? Well here’s a link for you: http://www.etsy.com/shop/RearGear?ref=pr_shop_more
Can you believe it?
The bleeding meatballs with shag hair are going to give me nightmares! Thanks Bossy.
First, I would SO eat creampuffs at 10:30 am. What is wrong with you to pass that up?? Bossy isn’t controlled by mere time!!! Second, my fingerless gloves get a lot of use at work, where the men working here think anything over 62 is too warm, and I can’t feel my fingers to type.
And Third, I wish I could take a bus ot train into NYC for the day from here. I grew up in CT–going into “The City” was always so exciting.
Thanks for the replay, Bossy. That was totally entertaining. I am with Allison in Houston – – -I was a NJ teenager who would hop a bus to the P.A. (Port Authority)with a friend for a day of running around mid-town, exploring really cheap restaurants (yes, we were able to eat tons of yummy food at a greasy looking Greek diner around 47th and 8th Ave. for about $5.!!), MOMA, and buying little do-dads at Takishimaya. We thought we were having exotic adventures. Well, I guess we were: especially when we walked down 42nd St. from Times Sq. to the P.A. for the bus home!
Good luck with your medical encounters next week, and a speedy and full recovery to you, P.J.
Is “Beard Papa” the creampuff museum?
Does anyone remember People Movers airlines? You could fly from Chicago Midway to Newark (I think it was) for $50. And so, as a transplanted Chicagoan yearning to be back in NY, I did. Often.
I’ve been away from Bossy for a while. I really enjoyed coming back to this story! Bossy always makes me smile.
When the feeling came back to the tips of your noses did the shock face thaw too?
I, too, manage to never spend a dime when I make up my mind not to. Mostly because New Zealand doesn’t have dimes.
You asked Bernie Madoff for restaurant suggestions? Did you hide your wallets first?