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New York, without luggage, reservations or fresh socks
New York is an impossible place – an island with a raised unpleasant weather, horrible traffic. . . Magic. What not to love? Our day in Manhattan was typical John and Laura – the last minute. Christmas mail was very cold after a snowstorm. The sky was blue and biting wind, while we were in New Jersey stop of John's hometown – Kearny. I, weak and pathetic, after years of mild climate, located in a convenience store, while Juan, the native standing in the cold without gloves or a scarf. He has deigned to wear a hat, at least. He had $ 40 in his pocket, an American Express credit card and lipstick. Oh yes, and a camera, use. No I would not return to Kearny for nearly two days.
We have done an excellent Buslines DeCamp more buses, warm and comfortable. I watched the passing landscape of sand, crumbling and cracking viaducts winter, many graffiti Car beaten salt. He was not in a romantic way to travel to New York, but a warm place. My father, a Scottish immigrant who actually arrived by boat and the first look America was the Statue of Liberty. It has even crossed the Ellis Island Immigration. It is an arrival in New York. We rickety Port Authority where the taste of winter wind had even John, we must admit a scarf. Bought a Christmas trading post for $ 6. One thing you can do and want to do in New York is on foot and were soon hot enough to arrive late morning and headed to the Metropolitan Museum. The place was filled with families to leave school and work, many students art and well organized staff. Finally it was hot and very reluctant to enter the cabinet of the line and given my security coverage long, but the line moved with quickly and we soon had our wrap labels and dived into the crowd. John knows his modern art and visited many of your favorites, after refreshments in the stylish café. American Express has received its first uses a large number of people. He then changed the setting to the other exhibits. I scanned the baseball card Vintage for him and he joined me for the exhibition of costumes, focusing on the Duke and Duchess of Windsor elaborate clothing. God really could dressing these two – but then again maybe all we really had to do. . .
A few hours in a museum was a lot to us, so in the air, we left. It was warmer at the end. I had not been in New York for years a high school solo trip many times, so I had to do something I had seen before, while the comparison notes to myself. Central Park was easy, because it limits the Met. Yes, it remains a large beautiful park. In winter, children sliding down the hills modest and held the dogs – and they were the dogs whose owners live in the park, so maybe strutting. The Plaza Hotel is also the list of places to visit. The lobby was as generous as I remembered, but seemed smaller. Do all things to reduce year after year? Or are they so important in his memory can never match the past?
Before the dinner was great – we decided to walk and find a good place. John did nothing wrong in asking local people are looking to eat where they like and they were happy to help. How bitter that this rumor about New Yorkers? Of course, I had the road to Los Angeles when they were a reason, of course, I am nothing but cabbage, tofu and sunflower seeds. We stopped in oysters and champagne in a small restaurant, but full. He got up around 9 and we had a chance to get into Balthazar without reservation. In fact, we had to wait about 45 minutes in the bar, that the pace eating at this point, I think. The dinner was wonderful, but let me talk to a local fish – cod – and I spoke at the Chilean sea bass, which is inevitable in restaurants Los Angeles The boy had obviously spent his childhood growing of cod in the plate and saying it had ended. ravioli of John has been phenomenal and has led him to maintain your perfect pasta and ravioli from scratch.
We drove to the Great without luggage to check in – I do not even a handbag. I lug around grants because they are an obstacle to transportation and a magnet for abusers. We stopped at a store and I bought a toothbrush, toothpaste and contact lens solution for me – $ 9, to negotiation, but who cared? Then hit the hotel scene and noted the jump in the bar – and it went straight past. We fell into bed and slept happily – although by the morning light, we discovered the room was small. Did not this used to be an old SRO hotel? Certainly Do not increase the size of the room when it became a profit center. John said the view from our window and what he lacked – the World Trade Center. solemn moment.
We had a late start and debated what to do. Well, I was eating to happen, but first a lot of walking and a cup of coffee in a wonderful place we plunged into. Do not ask me the name. New York is full of picturesque streets of cafes, shops, galleries and what not. We met at 2 pm Veselka This is a classic Eastern European restaurant on the 10th and 2nd Avenue. I'm stuffed cabbage and borscht and even went for dessert. We read the New York Times in our window table and people watched them pass. But the break is over. One of the people we had to meet finally back from a cellular call. Okay, I admit, we've turned the phone over hours about how to become inaccessible. I mean, uh, keep the battery. We agreed to meet downtown and walked to the end (40 blocks or not, but Juan natives assured me that they were short blocks, no blocks Crosstown). The walk took us to the strange diagonal becomes Broadway and I began to have a idea of the geography of the city, something that is difficult to do in a taxi, bus or car. We met my friend drinks to another "type" bar "with a shot after work crowd from Wall Street. John had a White Russian who appeared to be made with maple syrup. Over a beer and whiskey in time I think.
Then it was time for a trip to hell by the Port Authority, both have need of a bathroom, desperate to take the bus in time to bring it back to Jersey and a long evening with the family willing to USA Scottish social club. Back in New Jersey, Manhattan is a vision on the water again. John, the brother of Joey, brother saved wine and beer is what was the night to meet the bar, but after the night before kept him on. I convinced my native hosts to return to Manhattan The next day, this time to hit the Natural History Museum. We drove over to the grandfather of John at the wheel of his car, good enough to go to a town he hates. I used to have a booth at the Village sidewalk, where John sold his original paintings as well. It evokes memories these days, and very old days, when he met the mother of John dancing in a Catholic in 1949 and was married 18 years.
We tried for almost 25 minutes to find parking near the museum and what happened. Pop and I went in search of a place, while John fleece, with recovery sleep after a night in the crowded new mattress. He woke up just in time to find a place for us we have to apply their expertise. OK, but runs up and down ten square blocks until we found a way to find out? Now New York felt real. Scour the site for parking or pay the incredible rate of $ 24 for 2 hours. I'm glad to find this, we walked to the museum where an immense mean line could not get into what to do?
How about a trip to Hoboken? But first I had to see Ground Zero. It was a crisp Saturday December edged through hellish traffic normally to the tip of Manhattan. World All I realized it was just a big hole in the ground surrounded by a wire fence. We could not park or get closer, but the ride a little. I could see the door was decorated – and perhaps – with the broken memories of the dead. Photos, films, poems, posters. A faded image of a young woman remains in my mind. She is smiling, in a rigid pose, perhaps a kind of projectile Studio. Glimpse of street vendors selling T-shirts, banners and buttons – the crowd had gone Christmas holiday a festive air, but I'm not close enough to feel the atmosphere others who knew they were there. The sad. And anger.
Therefore, it was back through the Lincoln Tunnel in New Jersey. We visited Hoboken, where both parents Juan was born. Sinatra We crib, well marked and easy to find in the two square miles to Hoboken. Then prepared to double or triple the park maybe by tradition, the clams out of Biggie. It was a social club for 1940 / illegal gambling joint that served food as good, had become essentially a restaurant by the '50 's. I had raw clams in the shell and was very happy. East Coast Seafood of the sea is cold water Brini somehow sharper and shellfish I grew up in the Gulf. Perhaps there is an argument for cold climates, after all.
Soon we were back on the pop, organized by his cat, Duke coldly than ever. The boys had managed to find a New York Times to me, after three local Kearny Test newsstands. They saw football and I've read the newspaper. We drank hot tea and ate cake and it was difficult to imagine that the skyscrapers of New York were so close to the street to the convenience of the middle class. There was no more to eat at night. Italian cuisine, of course. large parts of your average "Gavone" – Italian for what had become the way, someone who eats anything that moves. But in New York in winter is made to eat … when in Rome.
Laura Glendinning is a travel writer, and vice-president of LinkParis.com .
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