NEW YORK CITY

 

May 25, 2006

 

We could have stayed longer in Pennsylvania enjoying the pretty countryside on bike rides, but we were behind on our schedule and had a hotel reservation in New York City, so we set out early Thursday morning to continue our journey.

 

When we arrived in New York Trexie took us right across the Lincoln Bridge and into Manhattan.  Following her instructions we drove right to our hotel and parked illegally near a fireplug while we worked out what we were going to do.  I recounted my teenager NYC stories of signs on the street that said “No Standing” and nervously looked around for a policeman coming to give us a ticket.  As we sat there discussing our plans the actor, Jerry Stiller, crossed the street right in front of us.

 

It was 1pm, really too early to check in, but I went into the building to see if we could get in early anyway.  The clerk said our room was ready, so I went out to tell Don.  He moved the car across the street to another illegal parking spot and we unloaded our bikes, suitcases, food box and cooler and took them up to our room.  Our room is quite spacious and has a little kitchenette.

 

After moving in we asked about parking.  Everyone was quite dubious—parking in a garage, we were told, would cost more than our room.  We had to move the car, though, so we got in and began to drive around the neighborhood looking for a parking garage or street parking (impossible to find according to everyone we spoke with).  Don, the parking god, found a free and legal parking spot just steps away from our apartment!  Man!  Is he good, or what!?!?!

 

That afternoon we walked the two blocks east to Central Park and found the Gray Line hop on, hop off sightseeing bus. The tour guide let us on without tickets and promised to tell us when we were at the point we could buy tickets.  The bus proceeded around the “uptown loop” and the tour guide kept up a running commentary full of corny jokes and tidbits of information about various landmarks.  We finished up near Central Park again and purchased our tickets, good for 48 hours of unlimited riding all over Manhattan and Brooklyn.  The tour buses stop running around 6pm, so we rode another one over to Times Square.  It was starting to get dark and the lights in Times Square enthralled Don.  We caught the last tour bus for the “downtown loop” and got a taste of the Broadway theater district, Madison Square Garden, the Empire State Building, Rockefeller Center, the Lower East Side, East Village and the United Nations building.  Our tour guide wasn’t as entertaining as the first one, but the sights were very interesting.  We finished up back at Times Square.

 






By this time Don, who was not even planning to go to New York City, was hooked!  He came alive and was excited about everything.  He was snapping pictures left and right of buildings we will never remember and people on the street and the many sights of NYC. On the other hand, I was a nervous wreck, trying to protect his wallet from passersby.  I just wanted to go home and be safe.  Don wanted to go everywhere and see everything.  The only reason I got my way is because he was hungry.  We took the subway back uptown.  It dropped us off just a block from our hotel.