We did it! We left the Pacific Northwest!
Day One: Flying For A Very Long Time. Flight was fine, transit was a struggle, but we finally made it to the hotel in the evening, and sallied out into Midtown Manhattan.
Day Two: A View, and a Lot of Walking. We ate
Bagel #1, went to the Top of the Rock to see the view, and made a loop of St. Patrick's, Grand Central, and the public library. (The public library! And there was an awesome
exhibit!) We rounded off the day with a trip to the Metropolitan Museum of Art, where the girls spend a weirdly long time looking at armor.
Day Three: Boats, Immigration, and George Washington. We did a classic tourist trip to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island, and then visited the Fraunces Tavern to think about George Washington. (Skipper, who had finished an 800-page biography of George Washington just in time, regaled us with oddball factoids.) We spent the evening in Jersey City with family, and Skipper resolved to start that author's biography of Alexander Hamilton.
Day Four: The Future, Central Park, and Moving to Chelsea. Duchess and Cook went uptown to tour a college that Duchess is interested in, and Skipper and I went uptown to stand in a really long line to get a really good bagel. This bagel, Bagel #2, was the best of our trip and possibly my life. We met up at Central Park for some wandering, and it turns out that Central Park is very lovely. We went to Chelsea to check into our vacation rental, and spent the evening enjoying having separate rooms with doors. Three days in a single hotel room is a lot. We also bought the Alexander Hamilton biography.
Day Five: East Village. We ate Bagel #3, visited Washington Square Park, Union Square Park, Tompkins Square Park, and a lot of things between, including the Strand Bookstore and a stop to try Bagel #4 (my second favorite of the trip). We ate some kind of delicious stuffed flatbread.
Day Six: High Line and Then Culture. We spent the morning on the High Line, which is beautiful and incredibly good civic infrastructure. We visited Little Island, which is just fun, and then hustled back uptown to drop the girls off at Hadestown (birthday present for Duchess, who loves Broadway). Cook and I went to MOMA, where we discovered a mutual fondness for the kind of art that involves big blocks of color. We wrapped up the day with ramen.
Day Seven: Thanksgiving, I Guess, and Brooklyn, and a Long Trip Home. It made our plane tickets substantially cheaper to fly home on Thanksgiving day, so we spent one last day in New York before our 8pm flight home. We ate
Bagel #5 (it was okay), crossed the bridge, walked along the Heights and then across the Squibb Bridge to the waterfront, all of which was lovely. We went to a bakery and then made one last long walk back to the luggage storage place to soak up just a little more New York ambiance. And then we came home, to pick up our real life again!
It was a great trip, really dense with experiences and carbohydrates, and if I ever go back to New York City, I will know exactly where to go for my bagels.
