Tuesday, May 8, 2012

N.Y.C.

Well, topping off a rather spectacular birthweek celebration, we headed to New York on Wednesday for a long weekend getaway. After a rather hellish red-eye flight (screaming babies two rows in front and directly behind us! turbulence!) that left us wondering why they haven't invented a soundproof 'child friendly' section on planes yet (like a noise quarantine :P!), we found our way into the city, dropped off our bags at our hotel, and headed out to get some breakfast. I don't know what it is about New York, but I have always loved it there. Something about that city makes me feel excited and energized... Rather than writing an epic about our trip (which was perfect in every way!), I've put together a little photo/word collage below.

P.S. One birthday gift I am extremely excited about - a gift card to a camera shop, where I plan to invest in a new DSLR with wireless, making it easier to share much better pictures than the ones I take with my iphone :P Hooray!!!


Airport. Security. Screaming babies (snide whisper "Bet that kid will be on our flight" - he was). Turbulence. Subway. Walking the street at 6:30am. Breakfast. Subway. Statue of Liberty. Ellis Island. Jet lag. 9/11 Memorial. Subway. Nap. Letterman taping. Times Square. Wandering around at night in misty rain. Zombie tired. Sleep. City lights for a nightlight.


Wake up to a view of Empire State building in a fog. Subway. Dakota building. Strawberry Fields. Central Park. Tired legs. Dinosaurs. Shake Shack. DIY Bob Dylan tour of the East Village. Washington Square Park. Delicious Italian food. Achy feet. Rockefeller Center. Times Square. Naked cowboy. Toms. Subway. Watching ourselves on Letterman.


Breakfast. Subway. Mafia tour of Chinatown and Little Italy. Godfather google tour. Pizza at Lombardi's. Tired legs. Cannoli on a park bench on the way to the Brooklyn Bridge. Wall Street. Occupy sighting. Bowling green bull. Statue of Liberty. Subway. Train to the airport. With a bunch of drunk kids. Without a ticket. Metrocard no good. Thank goodness we had cash. Home sweet home.

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