When you have a Texan in town you better be prepared for an appetite as big as the Lone Star State. Luckily NYC's hottest ramen joint Ippudo steps up to the plate and delivers like Jeter with the bases loaded in the Bronx.
Screw the birthday cake, I'll take another order of pork buns thanks.
A glorious day for a cruise on the Hudson. Jared seems to be struggling to find his sea legs. Perhaps someone should point out we in fact haven't even cast off yet.
Ah ha! The big birthday surprise is revealed. Or at least it's revealed to the readers of this blog, since the protagonists long since guessed what was going down. Pylons like that can only mean one thing: Captain America Sully Sullenberger is going to be making a celebrity belly landing on the Hudson.
Actually, it means the Red Bull Air Race is making its first appearance over the Big Apple (technically New Jersey, but let's face it, there's a reason there grandstands are set up to look back over the river).
A perfect day for a bit of low level flying. This city has come a long way since that dark day almost 10 years ago. Alas, two towering landmarks will be forever missing from this famous skyline.
Who's up for a bit of croquet at 230mph?
I feel the need, the need for speed. Unfortunately aviator shades don't come with a pilot's license.
Holding an air race in the middle of some of the most congested airspace in the world is no mean feat. LaGuardia flight path down one side, Newark down the other, and JFK right over the top.
The cameras are armed and ready to roll. Apart from Jared's, which is at the bottom of a river somewhere in Texas.
And they're away! Against the spectacular backdrop of downtown Manhattan some of the world's best pilots take a white-knuckled ride around the obstacle course.
Lower, take her lower. If you're not tearing up spinnakers you're way too high.
Off I go, into the wild blue yonder! They're pulling 10G at the top of the loop.
Is it the red one or the blue one next? Hmmm, don't suppose I have time to hit Google maps? Oh oh.
"You are cleared into the track. Smoke on!" The ATC is almost as cool as the pilots.
Not much time to admire the scenery. Those gates are closer together than Starbucks in midtown.
Speaking of scenery. Red Bull isn't the only thing that will give you...err.. wings.
But enough of the spectating, time to get a piece of the action. JNR 1982 heavy, you are cleared for takeoff on runway 28R over. Roger tower, this is JNR 1982 heavy starting takeoff roll over.
If you're going to bag someone for sending their camera to the bottom of a Texan river, best make sure you remember to charge your own batteries before taking the flight of a lifetime over the spectacular island of Manhattan. Yep, that's right, better head over to Two Phat to see the rest of the flight...
Screw the birthday cake, I'll take another order of pork buns thanks.
A glorious day for a cruise on the Hudson. Jared seems to be struggling to find his sea legs. Perhaps someone should point out we in fact haven't even cast off yet.
Ah ha! The big birthday surprise is revealed. Or at least it's revealed to the readers of this blog, since the protagonists long since guessed what was going down. Pylons like that can only mean one thing: Captain America Sully Sullenberger is going to be making a celebrity belly landing on the Hudson.
Actually, it means the Red Bull Air Race is making its first appearance over the Big Apple (technically New Jersey, but let's face it, there's a reason there grandstands are set up to look back over the river).
A perfect day for a bit of low level flying. This city has come a long way since that dark day almost 10 years ago. Alas, two towering landmarks will be forever missing from this famous skyline.
Who's up for a bit of croquet at 230mph?
I feel the need, the need for speed. Unfortunately aviator shades don't come with a pilot's license.
Holding an air race in the middle of some of the most congested airspace in the world is no mean feat. LaGuardia flight path down one side, Newark down the other, and JFK right over the top.
The cameras are armed and ready to roll. Apart from Jared's, which is at the bottom of a river somewhere in Texas.
And they're away! Against the spectacular backdrop of downtown Manhattan some of the world's best pilots take a white-knuckled ride around the obstacle course.
Lower, take her lower. If you're not tearing up spinnakers you're way too high.
Off I go, into the wild blue yonder! They're pulling 10G at the top of the loop.
Is it the red one or the blue one next? Hmmm, don't suppose I have time to hit Google maps? Oh oh.
"You are cleared into the track. Smoke on!" The ATC is almost as cool as the pilots.
Not much time to admire the scenery. Those gates are closer together than Starbucks in midtown.
Speaking of scenery. Red Bull isn't the only thing that will give you...err.. wings.
But enough of the spectating, time to get a piece of the action. JNR 1982 heavy, you are cleared for takeoff on runway 28R over. Roger tower, this is JNR 1982 heavy starting takeoff roll over.
If you're going to bag someone for sending their camera to the bottom of a Texan river, best make sure you remember to charge your own batteries before taking the flight of a lifetime over the spectacular island of Manhattan. Yep, that's right, better head over to Two Phat to see the rest of the flight...
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