Halloween in the New York Village - the 7th Layer of Hell!
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Halloween in the Village is just asking for trouble. After you go once, you will never want to go again...EVER. Unfortunately, that was not to be the case for me this Halloween. I have a friend who had never been to the parade before and she couldn't find anyone to go with her. I told her no way at least 10 times! I had lived through the madness the year before and was still recovering thanks to therapy.
She couldn't understand why. I told her, first off, she is too short to see over the heads of people and they don't have all that many floats. Most of the parade is just people on ground level running around in costumes, you can see that anywhere.
Also this night attracts the lightweight drunks who can't handle their liquor.
Yeah, it sounds like I am not a fan of Halloween, and you know what, you would be right. I haven't really cared for Halloween much since I was about 12 and there wasn't any more candy.
So after the flashback of my previous Village Halloween Parade experience had subsided, I told her no yet again. But she was persistent and told me she really couldn't con anyone to go; Finally, I broke...how could I crush someone's dream? I couldn't! I tried to warn her that it would be the ultimate freak show. She told me that is what she wanted. Ask her about three hours later...
Luckily misery loves company and I was able to rope in two other victims. Chip had never been to the parade before even though he was born and raised in NYC and Noah is just plain crazy and will do practically anything for a good laugh.
Pure madness! Everywhere! It took ten minutes to get out of the subway station and that is not an exaggeration. The best part was the people behind us who kept asking, "What is the hold up?" I don't know, maybe the other 5000 people trying to get to the parade. Still they kept pushing! These are the type of people who end up killing people during a fire by pushing them down and trampling them. They were sharper than a marble...
We finally got out of the subway, but we were still not in the clear; on no! We then had to go through the gate two blocks up that would allows us into the 7th layer of Hell that is known as the parade route.
The parade was supposed to start by us at 7:00PM, but nothing in NYC starts on time, I am surprised the ball drops at all on New Year's Eve. So we entertained ourselves by taking photos of the various people who walked past us. That and looking for Noah who had gone all the way back to Brooklyn for some odd reason and was coming back to the city to meet us. We knew we would most likely never see him again and turned our attention to the on coming parade.
It turned out it wasn't the parade, but rather policeman riding down the road telling us to behave and then a group of people trying to get donations from the crowd for what I do not know. But Ashley made a good point, if she couldn't see, she wasn't paying. I told her it still was not too late to leave, but she knew it had to get better. Yeah, once you go home!
The sweeping for donations went on for another five minutes, not exciting at all. But along came Noah, he had found us! Unbelievable! We all cried a little; because we thought he was dead to us in the crowd of two billion.
After our joyful reunion, we went back to the show. Well, Chip and Noah went back to the show as they are tall enough to see.
After another half an hour Ashley's back and neck began to give. That and none of us had eaten since around 1PM so we decided we had had enough and began swimming up stream to freedom.
Ashley figured we could just pop into one of the nearby restaurants and eat there! HA! Lack of major nutrients can do a number on your brain and she was being way too optimistic. We told her it wasn't going to happen and it didn't. Our goal became Midtown; nobody would be in Midtown on Halloween. And after we got off of the 1 line, we found this to be a reality. Oh, sweet freedom!
We headed to 9th avenue and decided that Thai food was the answer. Yes, 9th avenue is far over, but that can be a good thing. Tourists find it too scary and the Halloween crowd won't get the attention they so desire.
We ended up going to Yum Yum Bangkok for dinner (yes this is the name, even I can't make this stuff up) and got the pre fixed meal. You can't beat the price and the food is great! But due to the holiday, the service was a lot slower than usual. Usually they try to rush you out to flip the tables, but being Halloween; they were in no hurry and were busy taking photos the whole time. I understand it was a holiday so no big deal, but that left too much time for Noah to start getting creative and to cause trouble.
And long it was. Every teenager trying to hit curfew and every drunk in the city was on our train. Nobody was using their inside voices and people were running up and down the aisles screaming and wrestling each other. Someone couldn't hold there liquor and had an oopsy in the corner. We were thrilled when our stop came up, because the train reeked hardcore! As we exited the train Noah and I agreed it just isn't as much fun when you are sober, which we were. We weren't amateurs and we were waiting for the weekend, that and I had to be coherent early the next morning.
As we headed onto the train platform, I got a text from Ashley saying that her train was running slowly and that there were drunken people pole dancing on her train and dropping empty booze bottles in the aisles.