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Lesson Of The Day

If you’re gonna be proctoring an exam for an hour and a half, make sure you don’t drink a whole can of Monster just before it, COZ YOU WON’T GET TO PEE FOR AN HOUR AND A HALF.

Rocking The East Cost – II

“This feels just like Darjeeling!”

”Have you ever been to Darjeeling?”


Highways of Philadelphia must’ve never been described in those words before.

We were on our way to New York/New Jersey. Backed by a mere three hours of sleep, we had started early in the morning (11 is quite early for me). After a brief respite in a welcoming house in Philadelphia, we were on our way again. I was really hoping to get some sleep on the way but couldn’t. In retrospect, I shouldn’t have drank all that Monster after all.

New Jersey seemed a lot better than what I had heard. No offence! We took a subway to New York in the evening. I don’t know why but every time I was on one of those things I felt I was gonna be mugged! Damn you movies!!

We went to the Times Square – remind me to rent a sailors costume next time I go there.

We went to a Nepali restaurant from there. I was totally jaded by then. I needed an energy drink. Too bad they didn’t have Monster so I had to resort to Jack and Coke. Well, few sips and I was back from the dead. It was wonderful to be amidst such great friends – Jack, Johnnie and Jose. The restaurant was good – drinks, live band… and I heard they had food too!!

The next day – six hours of my life I’ll never get back.

After waiting for some three hours in a line – under the scorching sun,… we finally had our turn to board a boat where we could sit – under the scorching sun,… just to go to an island where we could walk some more – you guessed it! – under the scorching sun… and we had to pay for that!

And ya, don’t know if it’s just me but I though the Statue of Liberty would be a bit… umm, taller, you know!

All in all, the first part of the day was one to forget so I’m moving on.

After a dull and grueling half of a day I couldn’t wait until we reach the Ocean City – a paradise to vacationers, under age drinkers and any Nepali student. So we set out on the road again – missing the proper gas station exits and taking the ones where there were none. And when it came to eccentric comparisons no one was getting left behind.

“This feels just like driving in Terai”

“Have you ever driven in Terai?”