Last week I wanted to go away for a day but I also wanted to be back home to see the Warriors destroy the Cavaliers. That’s when I got the idea to see how many forms of transportation I can take in one day and still be home by 9pm. So I hatched a rough plan and I texted my cousin to see if he wanted to accompany me on this journey.
The message was simple:
Based on my vague text message, he had no clue of the journey that awaited us, but thanks to careful planning, the plan was as follows:
- Drive in a car to Hoboken
- Sail in a boat to NYC
- Fly in a Helicopter to White Plains, NY
- Fly in a plane to Boston, MA
- Scoot on a Segway through Boston, MA
- Drive in a car to Bedford, MA
- Fly in a plane back to White Plans, NY
- Fly in a Helicopter back to NYC
- Sail on a boat back to Hoboken
- Ride home on a unicorn…or in a car, whichever was more readily available
There was a mix-up with the helicopter departure time, which gave the pilot 7 minutes to fly from NYC to White Plains. Luckily, he was up for the challenge and he flew that tiny helicopter as if he was flying the President on a quick mission to Baghdad.
Placing my legs on the seat in front of me goes against everything that my mom taught me about manners and etiquette, but as a 6 foot tall human on a small plane, leg room is quite limited. I always ensure that my shoes are clean and, when possible, I place something under my shoes to make sure that the seats aren’t dirtied. Sorry mom!
We got our energy for the day at Blunch and then we rented Segway Scooters to scoot around the town like a bunch of mall cops
While riding through the town for a couple of hours, we attracted a lot of stares and snickers from people who stared at the Segway. Some people pointed and laughed while others gave the thumbs-up. The Segway isn’t my preferred form of transportation, but it was a fun and efficient way to see the city for the day. Towards the end of our journey, we saw a random Segway tour and we joined them and pretended that we were with there from the start.
Thanks to the near-flawless execution of the plan, I was able to make it home in time to see game 4 of the NBA Finals! This trip was one of the most eye-opening experiences of my life and I feel immensely blessed to be able to experience it all! People who have known me for years can remember the times when I would ambitiously dream about experiences like these and I would always say, “one day it’s going to happen…soon!” In the middle of this trip, it hit me that I am finally able to get a taste of the experiences that I’ve dreamed of (and had faith for) for years and I am both amazed and and humbled by it.
In the words of the profound Riley Curry (not Drake), “I’m way up, I feel blessed!“