It’s hard to describe the event that happened on the first morning we spent in New York. It was a rainy day and, after having breakfast, we walked through the drizzle toward the subway station. By some stroke of serendipity, we took a wrong turn and ended up walking down a side street. My eye happened to notice a sign that said, “Puppies!”hanging in a door way. I glanced to my left, and there in the window of this shop were three tiny puppies, all of different breeds, just playing and frolicking in a bed of white shredded paper. I nearly died.
John didn’t get it, but I mean, come on! How does that not make your day? My favorite was the Yorkie, of course. The other weird thing was that the place didn’t seem to be open. Aren’t they afraid someone will smash that window and grab the goods? I know I almost did.
Anyway, after lingering there for longer than my hubby probably cared to, we went on our way to our planned destination: the Natural History museum. Where, again, I got all excited and nerdy taking pictures of fossils and minerals. (For use at school, right?)
Rawr! Fear my large teeth and tiny hands!
…And a pterodactyl, as promised in my previous post. Not pictured (because no one probably cares about this stuff like I do): a prehistoric moose, the Giantest Tortoise Ever, and the whole cast of characters of The Land Before Time.
It was raining even worse after that, so we decided to avoid more crowds at tourist sites and watched the Packers game in our hotel room. But we did venture out again in the evening to go see a comedy show. Our hotel was right by Washington Park on the NYU campus, so we had to stop for some public displays of affection.
The comedy show was alright, except for when I called out that we were from Seattle, which caused a comedian to — of course — rip on our rainy city. Then I made the mistake of saying that it didn’t rain as hard in Seattle as it had that day in New York. Man, he did NOT like that and unleashed all his sarcastic fury on us. The injustice of it all! We still love you, Seattle.
The next day was slightly nicer out, so we were able to get out and walk around a bit more. First, we walked through the Chelsea Market.
Someone had recommended it, saying it was like Seattle’s Pike Place Market, but I disagree. It was twenty times better. Like, it didn’t smell like raw fish. And it was actually indoors and warm. Even though we’d already eaten breakfast, we had to stop at this amazing soup place for a light lunch.
Then we went back to the cold to walk the Highline, which is an old elevated railway turned park. So magical to walk amongst the buildings and get peeping views of different landmarks!
I bet it’s even better in the spring/summer when the plants aren’t dead and the trees are leafed out!
Finally, we did a quick tour of Grand Central Station. This was for John like the natural history museum was for me. It was rather impressive, though, and we really enjoyed the acoustics at the whispering wall!
I didn’t take any more pictures that day, but we went and stood in line for theater tickets again. This time we learned from our mistake and got dinner in our neighborhood before heading uptown. The only downfall was that we had extra time, so we stopped at a wine bar as well to kill time!
The play we saw was Murder for Two, a two-man show in which a murder happens at a party. One guy played the detective, the other guy played all of the other characters (at least 10). They both sang and played the piano, and hilarity ensued of course. Loved it!