Ramada Inn Newark International Airport

... they live. <br><br>In the United States, we're a bit different in a lot of manners...<br><br>Almost all of us live in big houses. If we live in a tiny apartment, that means we probably live in more or less poor conditions in a big city. A majority of Americans dine out more than they cook their own meals, and most restaurants serve rather large portions to either fulfill the typical "American" appetite, or leave their customer with left-overs. They buy ...

... are just really not fun on a six hour flight And on all of our other forms of travel we had the pleasure of having screaming kids right next to us everywhere we went, and now there were three of them, right behind us. <br>So, we got our seats kicked for about half the flight, and yes, there was screaming and crying, but we had headphones and movies to watch just like on the way there. <br>Sadly, we arrived very cranky and hungry in Newark ...

... turn around and walk out the main entrance. So while I strolled down the street getting away from the scene of the crime, Bekah was seen by the security guard inside and was given a scolding before we met up outside again.<br><br>We then took the subway a ways up Manhattan to get to Columbia University. Many colleges at Columbia were having convocations/commencements that day so there were a ton of people everywhere. But at least a number of buildings ...

... to book my hotel and was able to get the 4 night for just over $500 USD. I am going by myself so I'm a little bit nervous but not as bad as I would have been a few years ago. The last two years I've travelled to Europe for work and since I have a difficult time adjusting to the time changes, I went two days earlier than the rest of my co-workers. I discovered that I was quite capable of getting around in Stockholm and Copenhagen on my ...

Tuesday 23rd We were all a bit slow getting going this morning. An early phone call to Ali established that she was ok. The rest of headed down to City Hall just above the World Trade Centre and below Chinatown. We strolled up Broadway and explored the streets around Chinatown, Soho and a bit of West Village. we stopped for a light lunch in this quirky little cafe called 'Once Upon A Tart' (135 ...

Acordamos cedo para o cuty tour, mas um pequeno acidente envolvendo nosso ônibus (parado em frente ao hotel) e um taxi (dirigido por um indiano) acabou atrasando o passeio. A passageira do taxi exigiu uma ambulância por causa do seu pescoço, que estaria doendo devido ao "chacoalhão" da batida. Vocês vão ver nas fotos se a ambulância veio ou não. Mas, pouco depois, o city tour se iniciou.

... line pass, because the line to board the boat to the Statue was so long you'd need a taxi just to get from the front to the back of it (note: that was an exaggeration - but still the line was freakin' ridiculous). (Leah says: at least 500m honestly!) Fortunately, due to our 'special' pass, we only had to wait about an hour before boarding the ferry. On first inspection, the Statue seems rather small. This probably has to do with the fact that it's on an island about a mile out to sea ...

... all but i explained the situation to the guy at the desk and he said that ticket sharing was uncommon and US Airways should have transferred the tickets to United but that hadn't been done. Luckily because i explained to him that our original flight had been cancelled and this was the flight we'd been rebooked on he very nicely issued us tickets and boarding passes and we got on the flight breathing a hugh sigh of relief we made it to JFK!! See Jenni's blog for other details on this ...

... close enough to the Statue of Liberty to get the feel of it. Then walked on to Ground Zero and had a look around the big gaping hole that used to be the Twin Towers. Very poignant. Obviously there was alot of construction going on so didn't stay too long. Had a huge hot dog lunch in a park in Wall Street where I rubbed shoulders with the kind of folk that shout 'Buy...buy....Sell, sell' every 2 minutes. Next stop was a subway ride to Brooklyn ...