(A few notes on these posts: It's going to be more of an itinerary for the trip, rather than my thoughts on New York in general, or funny things that happened. I can share those later, but I wanted to get this down first. Also, you won't be hearing about too many "hip" places. We didn't go to Brooklyn at all. No fancy restaurants. It was actually a perfect balance of things both my mom and I love, and definitely a little bit more on the tourist-y side than what a super style-minded blogger might write about. Because the last thing I'd want you to think is that I am a super style-minded blogger.)
Thursday: Arrive LaGuardia at 1:00. Stay at LaGuardia until 2:30 (a luggage fiasco followed by a hotel shuttle fiasco, happily enough, those were the first and last fiascos of the trip.)
Around 3 pm we made it into the city and arrived at our hotel, the Warwick. Mom booked it through an airfare/hotel package on Orbitz, and it could not have been more perfect. The location was super close to Central Park, Rockefeller Center, lots of subway lines. Plus, it was pretty swanky and such a comforting and quiet place to return to at the end of the day.
We headed to Times Square to get in the line for TKTS (cheaper day-of tickets for Broadway shows.) In the time between then and seeing the show, we sat in Bryant Park, walked through the New York Public Library, and I totally swooned over paper and stationery in the Japanese shop Kinokuniya. We ate a quick dinner in the park from 'wichcraft, then walked over to the theatre. We got fantastic seats for the musical Once. I really enjoyed the music and it was definitely different than the movie, so it didn't feel regurgitated. Another plus? Most of the play was set in a bar, and before the show and during intermission it turned into an actual bar. The terrible $15 glass of wine I got was worth being up close to the set and actors.
Friday: We stopped at Fika to get breakfast and coffee (best of the trip!), then took it up to Central Park to wander around for a while. We ran into this bubble guy, and yeah, it's basically a scam to make money, but the pictures were great.
The rest of Friday was FULL. We took the train down to Soho, headed straight to the Frye Boots store for our one big indulgence of the trip: new boots for each of us. Our pockets emptied, we got a single double chocolate cupcake from Georgetown Cupcakes, and shared it in Washington Square Park. We stayed there quite a bit, relaxing and people-watching (this will become a big theme of our trip.)
After Soho, down to the World Trade Center memorial. (More on this later...) Mom wanted to stop in St. Paul's chapel too, and what we found inside was wonderful: many of the original notices and remembrances around the WTC have been kept here, a huge tribute/exhibition. So moving.
By this time it was about 4 in the afternoon and we hadn't eaten anything other than a cupcake since breakfast (On the trip I officially dubbed my mother "the food camel" because I swear she can go an entire day on nothing but a granola bar and a yogurt.) We took a train up to Chelsea and went to The Meatball Shop, where I'm pretty sure I ate my entire delicious bowl of meatballs and mashed potatoes in less than 5 minutes.
Then to the High Line. What more can be said that you haven't already heard? It is a wonderful, relaxing, totally unique place; one of the few places in New York that I feel like I "miss" already.
I think after that we just went back to the hotel and took a break. How is it that i already can't remember? The days were such a jam-packed blur. UPDATE: Now I remember what we did Friday night. How did I forget this? We went to the Museum of Modern Art! It was literally right across the street from our hotel (again, such an amazing location) AND it's free on Friday evenings! We didn't look around much because it was as crowded as you can imagine, plus my mom isn't a huge fan of modern art. Her comment on Jackson Pollock: "a dog could make that if you stuck a paintbrush to it's tail." Thanks, mom. :) The best part was just sitting out in the museum's gorgeous sculpture garden, people-watching, and listening to the literally dozens of languages being spoken all around us. Ah. That was nice.
Part 2 tomorrow! Or you know... maybe the day after that... :)