Seven days seems like a long time in NYC...
...especially if you're living two timezones.
The days have been long, the noise incessant, the views incredible and the difference is not quite as expected. A flavour of what we've done/seen/eaten:
The days have been long, the noise incessant, the views incredible and the difference is not quite as expected. A flavour of what we've done/seen/eaten:
- Turkey 'soup' that resembled none other than rice pudding with the addition of cubed turkey meat (same diner promised us salad with the main, but didn't bring it. Fail for greenery).
- A tiny dog with yellow bootees on each of its four paws.
- Entertainment in the form of a boxercise class: prime viewing from our kitchen window.
- A Dorothy Parker cocktail in the sophisticated and peaceful Blue Bar (highly recommended by Jon, endorsed post-experience).
- The delightful ring of bicycle bells (sonorously distinct from anything I've heard before).
- The high line, from end to end.
- Central Park's silken leaves.
- Beer. Lots of beer.
- Annihilation yoga with Betsy on Sunday morning.
- Walked right past Stiles Farmers Market when searching. Not obvious. But totally worth the second attempt. Cheap. Fresh. Thrilling. I bought a persimmon.
- Did a bus-ferry-subway mega journey to visit Word bookshop in Brooklyn.
- Watched about twenty people try to coral a wayward giant inflated candy cane at Macy's Thanksgiving parade.
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