I have this teeny weeny laptop boy sent with me, rather than my macbook. It is a lenovo s10, and althrough he really likes it, and it fit better in my carry-on, i kinda sorta hate it. So bear with me if I dont keep you up to date as much as i had hoped.
Day 1
My flight left Chicago at 7pm and was due in NY around 10, but Laguardia had us circle around a bit to ride out a storm they were having. Luckily there was no storm for me, although there was some turbulence. Eventually, the captain came on the speaker to let us know that Laguardia put in a 50 minute ground stop and we didnt have enough fuel to keep circling. Therefore, we diverted to an airport in Allentown, Pennsylvania to refuel and wait to be put back in the landing queue. I finally arrived sometime after 11. Bro and his girl picked me up and then we waited for about another half hour for a taxi (the cab drivers didnt realize that there were late planes coming in, due in after the usual scheduled last landings). So, while standing there for a ride, I watched the clock tick over to my birthday! Another year older, smarter, better, and this time – leaner;)
Carrie made us some ham and eggs and broccoli at the apt, and then bro and I went for a walk around his neighborhood and I grabbed some things I didnt risk in my carry-on. They live in Nolita (North of Little Italy), in the lower end of Manhattan, right next to Soho (South of Houston – pronounced “house-ton”).
I should say that he is living the New Yorker lifestyle (not the rich kind, just the average joe). His rent is more than I make a month, so they also have a roomie to help afford it. But the amazing part is that in all absolute honesty, I believe the entire apartment is no bigger than my master bedroom suite (with bath and walkin closet). It is a “flex” two bedroom apartment, with a bathroom and a kitchen. So when i had asked “do i get to sleep on the couch, or what?”, little did i know that there is zero room for said couch. . .But at least my bed is comfy – its an air mattress now partly tucked under the desk of the loft bed he has.
Oh, and I feel like Goldylocks because in the uber duber small space, they only have three of everything (3 cups, 3 plates, 3 spoons, etc etc), lol. (I dunno about you, but i fully believe I should trade this teeny weeny laptop for my bros giant asus laptop, because it fits the space better;)
You and boy should make a mobile version of this website.