Home and thinking

So we made it home in one piece. Well, we did, the wheelchair was missing a few by the end of the trip.

i could complain about the little things. i could bitch about the hotel not living up to the standards that the website proclaimed. i could bitch about some of the meals we had. i could bitch about how i didn't get a new bra because the place that i went didn't carry long enough chest straps, and they couldn't find a place to sent me. None of which is important anymore.

The best things.

Tuesday we ordered in room service. Oh my god. The breakfast was bigger than we thought. It may not have been actually worth the amount it cost, but the MIT loved it. He loved the idea of sitting in bed, eating breakfast that someone brought to us, and watching the TV. That was basically all that we did during the day. It took until the early evening before we got the MIT out of the room. That was the when the trip really started to get fun. Taking the MIT to Time Square and Him enjoying the giant Toys R Us was the greatest. He got Himself a talking Yoda, and Edge (from the WWE). i got pictures of Him in front of the large Ferris wheel. i got pictures of the store. He had fun. Sure He lost both sides, but it didn't matter. He was happy. After that, we headed to the Planet Hollywood. We had a good meal (even though 2 of us were sick). The drink i had was fabulous. The MIT had Mac and Cheese. The waitress was great. When i told her about this trip being the MIT's wish trip, she took extra special care of us. She even gave the MIT a plastic shark, and showed us there Goldmember's, and Dr. Evil's costumes were. The MIT had his picture taken with both. That was our Tuesday.

Wednesday we took it easy during the day. We just hung out in the hotel room until it was time to go down and meet Sami. Well, after we had room service again. Sami was our greeter from the Make-A-Wish foundation, and he was accompanying us to meet Mike Myers. The MIT took to him right away. Sami was a holocaust survivor. He always felt out of place because he was to young to be a "grown" survivor, and to old to be a child survivor. He and the MIT talked about his experiences, and about New York as a whole. He did want to show us more of the city, but Sis and i were just not healthy enough to do it. Plus the MIT kept up with "not wanting to do anything".

The meeting with Mike Myers went really well. We met him at the Soho Grand. We actually met him in a room that Eminem had stayed in. We were in one of the four penthouse rooms. The view was incredible, and the balcony was larger than my living room. Sami and the MIT spent a bit of alone time up there. It was really sweet. When Mike Myers showed up, he introduced himself as Mike. That was it. Mike. He shook each of our hands, and then sat down with the MIT. The MIT was so shell shocked that He couldn't actually think of any questions He could ask. Sami took over a bit and asked a number of questions, and the MIT gave me permission to talk about Him to "Mike". We spent about two hours with the Canadian. He commented on how nice it was to hear the word "sorry" pronounced as Canadians do. We talked about why he likes living in New York, when the last time he was back in Canada, how he still plays hockey, and then gossiped about Britney Spears, and a little about Vern (Mini-Me) and he told us about Danna Carvey's health problems. He filled us in on a few of his next projects, and what he is writing now. It was a great meeting. The MIT smiled for hours after. We went straight back to the hotel after that. Sis and i were just too tired and ill to do much else. i think Sami was disappointed with that, but not the MIT. He was excited about us actually ordering in a pizza.

Now, E comes from Jersey. She knows New York. She recommended a pizza place, that the concierge even knew. It was so funny. What she didn't tell us, was how big the pizza in New York really is. One of our extra larges, is one of their larges. Not knowing this, and wanting one extra large, i ordered 2 larges. We had enough pizza for dinner that night, plus breakfast the next morning, plus an extra pizza that we had to throw out. Wednesday night, i headed out on my own again. i visited the HBO store, and the American Girl Store. The HBO store was great. The American Girl Store was a disappointment. Basically a "Build-a-bear" store but with premade dolls, with different hair colours and styles, that you could dress, or dress like them.

Thursday we decided to actually do what the Make-A-Wish foundation had set up for us. We visited the Empire State Building. Now that was fun. i even went up. me, scared of heights went up, and actually looked down. After that we went shopping. We hit F. A. O. Schwarzs. The MIT actually "danced" on the piano like Tom Hanks did. We saw giant Lego figures of Darth Vader, Hagrid, and Chewbaca. We then went to the coolest Apple store. The entrance was magical. The MIT loved listening to all the different iPods. If we would have let Him, we would have stayed for hours. Instead, Sis hailed a cab and we headed back to the room. We ended up having a junk food dinner, and watching a pay-per-view movie. It was a great way to spend out last night.

Friday was leaving day. We had another great room service meal. We showered, packed, and got dressed and checked out. The time to checkout was 2 hours before the time we were to be picked up and taken to the airport. We took that 2 hours to go for lunch at McDonald's, and get souvenirs. The MIT and i took pictures of the hotel. We took pictures of each other. We spent some time together, liking each other a bit, and complaining to each other that we didn't want to go home just yet. The 2 hours passed quicker than we thought. We got into our limo and headed off to the airport. We were delayed by an hour, but that was a good thing. By the time the plane got there, the staff of the airlines had bumped us up to first class. The MIT got the royal treatment on the flight. The pilot announced that the MIT was on the plane and that it was the end of His wish, and that we were heading home. The staff on the plane gave the MIT a flight chart signed by each of them. The steward kept feeding Him heated cookies. He had a blast.

Overall, i was happy to get home. i finally had a bed to myself, and didn't have to fight anyone for covers. The MIT had a great trip, and has lots of memories. i have lots of pictures of those memories.

i am sad though, that it is over. It kind of feels like there isn't anything next. That we are now in a holding pattern, waiting for the end to come. What else is there for Him to look forward to? i know, morbid thoughts.