So with all the drama and hype everyone
usually places on getting around New York City, I managed to easily navigate my
way from Newark airport, to the front door of my sister’s apartment in Lower
Manhattan. Having taken numerous means of transport in Paris, Barcelona,
Holland, and Belgium over the past 7 months, New York was but a
mere piece of cake.
After a long sleepless flight and a 4 hour Opera
show at the MET the previous night, my day only began by 11 (as all my
days seem to go whilst travelling it seems). I casually took the
respective metro lines (have I mentioned how much I love the Metro?) to
where I had to be and admired the greatness that the Metropolitan Art Museum
and The Guggenheim had to offer. I braved the ridiculous minus degree weather
(and my equally ridiculous down feather coat) to stroll through
Central Park and purchase a famous New York City hotdog to somewhat warm
myself up.
My Friday morning got off to a better early
morning start and a full day ahead, although in all honesty, much of the
day's itinerary had only been thought out that morning. I
reminisced at the 9/11 memorial, gawked at the Statue of Liberty, and suited up
in Wall Street (whilst getting lost somewhere in between). For the most part, I
really wasn’t that hungry or even peckish, but I simply couldn’t resist trying
all the American candy I had heard and seen so much of. Twizzlers were by far
the most disgusting, with a taste and texture similar to that of soap and Tootsie
roll visually resembling something along the likes of..er poop. Hershey's Candy
Bars and Reese’s peanut cups were by far the tastiest of the lot.
After much debate about where we would be spending our Friday evening, we opted for the cosy bar around the corner from the apartment. The whole thing felt very New York as we had to wait outside on the sidewalk for a table whilst passer-by's complained. Like something out of Sex and the City!
The Saturday morning miraculously presented us the warmest weather since I had arrived, and we made full advantage of it by using our Citi-Bike passes to head to Brooklyn Bridge. It really is like something out the movies, all the people jogging, walking, biking and pushing strollers. Everything except seeing two lovers meeting halfway across the bridge. Our mornings adventure was followed by watching a real Knicks basketball game at Madison Square Gardens. We munched on popcorn and kept our eyes peeled for any celebrities seated in the front row.
