New York, Days 2 and 3

Day 2, which was a Thursday, was the day Michael had a meeting with Norm. We thought it would be all day and perhaps into the night, but truthfully, it was just the afternoon. Anyway, so I went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art with Molly all morning and then to the fabric district in the afternoon. I was very good and only bought two pieces of fabric and a few beads for bracelets. Molly was astonished, since she spent just a little more than I did. You can't take pictures inside the Met, and I forgot to take one outside. And I didn't think you would want to see pictures of any of the fabric stores. Even Jill -- they're not that thrilling. It's just blocks and blocks of little hole-in-the wall places stuffed FULL.

Anyway, Molly had to go have dinner with her in-laws, so that left Michael and I to do whatever. We walked up Broadway, took some pics in Times Square. (This is for those of you who doubted that Michael came with me!) = )

On Day 3, Friday, we wanted to go to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, but we slept too long, and by the time we got there, it was late and there were no tickets left for that day. Plus the line was insane. We decided to try again REALLY early the next morning. So instead, we walked around downtown, which is right by Battery Park (which is where the ferry for the islands is located).

Michael in front of the New York Stock Exchange.

The other side of the NYSE.

A look down Wall Street -- you can see it's blocked off -- no traffic allowed.

Looking back the other way -- the Trinity Church is at the top end of Wall Street. It is beautiful! It has a small cemetery on the premises, and there are so many famous names with gravestones there. I don't know if that means they're actually buried there, though. Someone told me that some of them are just monuments to great statesmen (Alexander Henry's is the one name I can remember right now.) We didn't go to the cemetery this time -- maybe next. The stones were crumbling and moss-covered. I love those historic things. Wall Street was definitely for Michael.

The Hall of Justice

I don't know that this building is used as a courthouse now or not. I must confess that I don't even know if you can go in. The only building we went into was Tiffany's, and we weren't allowed to take pictures inside. Of course.

The Trump Building was empty and gutted at the time, but they're planning to put retail shops in there. Michael likes Donald Trump, though, and has watched "The Apprentice" from the beginning. I'm sure he would like to own a piece of New York himself someday.

More to come -- hopefully not another month from now!

New York, Baby!

This is just Day One, so I hope you won't begin to be bored with the next few posts. For those of you who don't know, Michael had a business trip to New York in August, and I got to go with him. Our flight was earlier in the day than the hotel expected, so they stored our baggage, upgraded us to a suite on the top floor, and then asked us to come back in a few hours. So we went for a walk.

The pond in Central Park.

That's the Plaza Hotel in the background on the left.

Random people getting their pic taken with "The Statue of Liberty."
(You guys know it's not the real one, right?)



Looking back into the park.
The trees are so old, it looks more like a forest than a park.




Carriage ride around the park, anyone?

Or perhaps a cheap, knockoff purse and a bicycle carriage ride?

Michael just thought this building was cool.

We walked up Avenue of the Americas.

Blurry Radio City Music Hall.

Inside Grand Central Station.

It was a very hot and humid day to be traipsing all over the city.

More Grand Central Station.

It was two blocks from our hotel.

You can catch any subway line from there.

Finally back at the hotel.

My feet were KILLING me.
Can you say, "Blister"?

The "other" room in our suite.

Starbursts instead of mints on the plates that were hidden in the table.

Soup dumplings in Chinatown with Molly.

Yum!

This place was in a tiny, little alleyway, and it was packed! The hostess barely spoke English, and she was very abrupt. We had no idea if we were supposed to wait and or come in or what. We followed her in one time, and she chased us back out -- good-naturedly -- well, somewhat. Anyway, it was worth the wait. The food was EXCELLENT.

Gelato in Little Italy for dessert.

Stay tuned for more New York posts. Or don't. I mean, if it's boring to you, you don't have to check back. We had a blast, though. I would totally go back again!