Travel Oops — Memorable New York Moments

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The clean version of Times Square. © Terabass

Gaping at the emerging New York cityscape through our smudgy cab window, I lurched to the side when the vehicle careened over into the next lane. Our cab driver leaned out his open window.

“What the hell? Get the FUCK out of my way!” He let go of the steering wheel with his left hand and flung it out the window with his middle finger completely erect. “You gonna CUT me off? (Rhetorical question, I guess.) You gonna cut ME off? We veered back into our lane, and I’m pretty sure there was screeching. I believe we burned rubber.


The cab driver leaned back out the window “You wanna die young?” He finally brought his head back in and to no one in particular, concluded, “Stick it up you ass.”

There was silence for at least a full awkward minute.

“So how long are you guys in New York?”

In the back seat, while my parents shared expressions of sheer shock, I looked over at my sister and our eyes both got wide.

AWESOME. TOTALLY awesome. It was like a scene out of a movie, and we had only been in New York a mere 30 minutes.

But this was exactly what we were hoping for. We lived in Eden Prairie, a suburb of Minneapolis and attended a high school that was pretty boring in terms of characters. We had a handful of Goth kids, a somewhat sizable “burnout” contingency and a massive preppy population. Overall, we experienced very little diversity. We got our excitement from watching MTV and going to concerts.

But in 1984, three years after our guiding force, MTV, had launched in NYC,  Suz and I, along with our parents, were in the Big Apple.



After witnessing a New York cabbie get really pissed and flip someone off, we hoped to see hookers next. That proved to be easy as well. Since we visited the city before Rudy Giuliani’s mayoral reign, we saw plenty of sleaze, especially in Times Square. Triple XXX “Adult” theaters and venues enjoyed a domination of the area I don’t think Starbucks has probably ever rivaled.

Somewhat amused and perhaps a bit horrified by our fascination with the lurid and seedy part of the city, my parents took us to a Broadway show. Today, I realize how lucky we were to see Cats, but at the time, I asked my mom, before the show began, if I could listen to my Walkman. Somehow it didn’t impress her that the cassette tape I brought was “Rebel Yell,” the latest Billy Idol release.

My parents cringed at our lack of appreciation, and then I believe they winced again when we expressed total teenage exuberance upon seeing Alan Hunter, one of the original MTV VJs walking on the street.

Madonna before Macy's. from

Madonna before Macy’s. from

The highlight of the trip was finding a set of five black rubber bracelets in Macy’s for $10. They were just like the ones Madonna stacked up and down her arms. The irony was lost on me that they were, of course, a Macy’s mainstream accessory although I was going back to Eden Prairie, so the bracelets would still be new and very cool.

When we got back from our trip, and I showed my grandpa Bud the bracelets, he informed me they were actually small vacuum cleaner belts. “Why, you can get all the belts you want at the Ax-Man.”

Sure enough, my grandpa took me to the Ax-man, a surplus store in St. Paul. Major Jackpot — an entire box of Madonna bracelets and they were 10 cents apiece. However, they still weren’t as cool as the ones from New York.

Almost 20 years later.

Love this cityscape.

2013: Love this cityscape.

I see New York from the plane window. To me skyscrapers represent optimism. After all, they were built with a can-do, positive reach-for-the-heights attitude. So looking below at all the skyscrapers, I feel energized despite the fact that I won’t get a chance to explore NYC.

I’m only in New York for two hours on a layover from Toronto to Denver. It’s not even really worth buying a magnet. Still, I wander around the gates of La Guardia hoping to absorb some of NYC’s energy.

After buying a huge pretzel, I arrive at my gate. It’s crowded, so I sit down in one of the only available seats, next to a petite woman in sweatpants and Nikes. She wears oversized tinted glasses and looks at her watch.

We begin talking, and soon, I’m enamored with her Brooklyn accent.  She lives in Tucson but she was back in her hometown visiting her daughter and new grandson.


I tell her I love New York even though it’s been a while since I’ve seen the city.

“It’s nice to visit, but you’re just gonna go home broke,” she says.

We discuss the expensive cost of living in various cities. I mention that I used to live in California, and that it’s quite pricey there, too.

“Well, yeah, they’re not givin’ things away in LA, but come on, you gotta have 10 million dollars to live here.”

Clutching a tissue, she wipes her nose, and tells me that she’s recovering from the flu, which she caught from her daughter. Apparently, my new fluish friend experienced an intestinal insurrection just two days ago.

“I’m just glad the baby didn’t get it. I told my daughter to call me and let me know how he is.”  I hang on to “daughter” and  “call” since she pronounces them “dawter” and “cawl”

Wanting to use the restroom, my FF is concerned it will be crowded. I offer to check it out for her.

“You gonna be my scout? I’ll watch your bags.”

When I get back from checking the facilities, she’s on her phone.

“Yeah. Well give him some broth with a little bit of ginger, and give him another hug for me. It’ll be too late to call you when I get back, so call me in the morning.”

Coffee talkers: Mike Myers, Madonna and Roseanne Barr from the classic Saturday Night Live skit.

Coffee talkers: Mike Myers, Madonna and Roseanne Barr from the classic Saturday Night Live skit.

I love listening to her. It’s like watching a Saturday Night Live sketch. I half expect her to ask me to go get some “cawfee” so we could “tawk.” She puts her phone away.

“That was my daughter who gave me the flu.”

“How’s your grandson?” I ask.

“He’s okay. I just hope she gives him some ginger broth. But, she doesn’t always listen to me. What are you gonna do?” She even shrugs her shoulders for emphasis. After about a minute, my FF looks at her watch again.

“Come on. Today, guys, today.”

A few minutes later, a Delta attendant makes an announcement. The plane is delayed 30 minutes.

“How long is it delayed?” FF asks

“For 30 minutes, apparently.” I answer.

“That better be all or there’ll be a suicide right in the airport,” she shakes her head and looks at her watch.

“Oh well.” FF accepts the situation.

“So what do you miss about New York?” I ask her since I want to keep her distracted or she’s going to drive me crazy with her compulsive watch checking.

“Not much,” FF shakes her head, and she is quiet for a minute.

“Well, I guess I miss that people talk. Yeah, I miss that.  And you see other people around, walking outside and around town. You don’t see people walking around in Tucson.”

FF looks at her watch again and I realize that although I didn’t get out and see New York City, I experienced it anyway — however, this time it was a bit tamer.

Back to the Big Apple

Back to the Big Apple

18 thoughts on “Travel Oops — Memorable New York Moments

    • Thank you so much — you are too kind. Merry Christmas to you as well and definitely all the best to you and your loved ones also. I hope 2014 brings much happiness and fulfillment to you. Cheers — Steph 🙂

      • You’re welcome, my friend!

        Do have a wonderful and blessed Year 2014~ Cheers!! 😀

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    • I wish I could claim that photo! So cool that you guys are doing a New York puzzle on Christmas. Thanks for posting such beautiful Christmas photos — I always get in the Christmas spirit when I see your pics! Here’s to a great Christmas for you and your family and a fantastic New Year. Cheers! 🙂

  2. Steph, your description of the taxi ride totally cracked me up! Too hilarious. And you totally nailed the conversation with FF in the airport. I do have one burning question – Do you still have the Madonna bracelets? 🙂

    We wish you a very Happy New Year. We have so enjoyed getting to know you this year and look forward to more of your wonderful posts. 🙂 ~ Terri & James

    • Terri and James! Thank you so much. Happy New Year to you, too. I also have truly enjoyed getting to know you guys, and I love “Gallivance” — you are such inspiring travelers! One of my resolutions is to be more present on Travel Oops and WordPress this year so I can keep up with great posts like yours. 🙂

      Oh, and I had the Madonna bracelets for MANY years (probably too many) and it’s funny because I was Madonna for an 80s party not long ago and I had to buy new bracelets to complete my look. However, I’m willing to bet that somewhere in a box of my stuff at my parents’ house there are some stray ones stashed.

  3. I love this!! NYC has my heart completely after our adventures there in 2013, and I loved reading about your first time there 🙂

    Oh, and two hours is plenty worth buying a magnet – hell, YOU taught ME that! LOL

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