in prepping for my trip to new york next week i started to recall a trip to NYC that i took when i was a senior in high school.
as a preface to this story i have a confession: i was in choir and drama club in high school. i also sang the national anthem at center court before home varsity basketball games, but that's another blog.
this affiliation with choir and drama club had a couple of perks but hands down the best one was the yearly bus trip to new york city. we would check out two broadway shows, shop, and see the major tourist sites.
but at the tender age of 17 i knew that i only needed to ride the ferry to see the statue of liberty once in my lifetime, and that happened when i was 16. so when the time came during the school trip for the statue of liberty boat ride i had devised my own plans for me and a couple of my friends.
we were going to go to soho and shop.
we had almost four hours from when the bus dropped us off to when we had to meet back at the bus, meaning i had plenty of time to sneak out. lucky for us though there was so many students they wouldn't miss me. looking back i don't know how they trusted us, i sure wouldn't have.
so me and two of my friends hopped in a cab and headed as far away from where we were supposed to be as possible. becoming officially AWOL from our school trip.
we found ourselves somewhere in soho among ridiculously expensive art galleries. think back i know the shop owners had to be like how the hell did these unsupervised teenage tourists from ohio find their way here?
at one point we were even dumb enough to try to get served a beer. after that failure i bought a bracelet instead. i can only imagine what fools we looked like trying to look at expensive art and buy a beer. but in our eyes we were the coolest kids around - we were drama club rebels. (which is an oxymoron in itself)
after all the rebel action time was starting to tick, we needed to get back to the group but we couldn't find a cab. i literally started to sweat thinking of how i was going to get kicked out of high school a month before graduation if i didn't get back to that bus.
thankfully we got a cab in time and promptly got dropped off near the bus but out of sight from our chaperones. we had made it! our rendezvous was a success, we had a real life nyc story to tell to our friends back in ohio - they were going to be so jealous.
and they were!
until monday morning back at school when my partners in crime and i were called into the principals office.
here's to hoping this upcoming nyc trip doesn't land me in the principal's office again, unless i've been really naughty. rawr.