Those of you that have read the previous post will know that Pam and I finally made it into New York City. Here’s a brief synopsis of our trip.
We caught an early train out of New Haven, Connecticut and arrived at Grand Central Station just before 10 o’clock. After we got our bearings, we walked up Broadway to the Lincoln Center to buy tickets for the matinee show at The Met. (I’ve raved about the opera we saw at The Met in a previous post, so I’ll spare the details now.) While waiting for the opera to start we rambled around Central Park. After the opera, we had some supper and then walked down Broadway to see Times Square after dark. (Talk about sensory overload! If you’re prone to seizures, you should probably stay away from the place.) After milling around for a while and checking out Macy’s Christmas display, we headed for our hotel. We’d been on our feet for most of the day–kudos to Pam for being a good sport–and were liking the idea of catching some sleep.
We stayed in a Holiday Inn near Central Park. Our room was small, one of the smallest hotel rooms I’ve ever stayed in, and cost us $275 for the night–that’s well over $300 if you’re counting in Canadian. It made us wonder how anyone could ever afford to stay in New York for an extended period of time.
The next day, we caught the subway to lower Manhattan. (Being prairie folk from Manitoba, this was a relatively novel experience for us. It was my third, and Pam’s second, time on a subway. Each time we’ve “taken the tube” it has been a bit of an adventure: Which line do you need to get on; Where can you buy tickets; Which direction are you facing when you get out of the tunnels and back onto street level? I’m sure New Yorkers would get a kick out of reading this. I don’t mind. I get a kick out of hearing native New Yorkers confess that they had never driven a vehicle till they moved away from New York as adults. Apparently, growing up in New York is somewhat different than growing up on a farm in Manitoba.) We walked around ground zero, saw the Statue of Liberty from Battery Park, and then walked down Wall Street. At the waterfront we took some pictures of the Brooklyn Bridge and then did some more walking. Around mid-afternoon we stopped by a Mexican Restaurant on the edge of NYU campus for something to eat, and then headed home. We didn’t get around to seeing any of the museums, but we plan to go back. Hopefully, junior likes to travel.
Here are some pictures. (There are more to come, but they haven’t been developed yet.)
This is a cool view of the Columbus Circle just outside of Central Park.
This is inside Central Park looking south.
This is Times Square at night.
Sounds like you were the quintessenteal tourists, packing as much possible into two short days! Can’t wait to hear more about it!
Yeah, Pam and I have a history of cramming when it comes to sightseeing. We always find ourselves thinking, “We don’t know when we’ll be back, and we don’t want to regret having been somewhere and not seeing what there was to see.”