Friday the 13th....
Trip Start Jan 09, 2012
5Trip End Jan 14, 2012
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The last day of a holiday is always a bit of a non day as you're pretty much waiting around for it to end, and we didn't really have any plans either. The day started with eggs benedict. Possibly one of my favourite breakfasts ever, totally ruined by this restaurant.... It just wasn't cooked enough. My top tip for eggs benedict is Hudson's on Lower Richmond Road. I drove all the way to Putney once just for breakfast....
Anyway, back to the matter at hand... We then met Jen down at Macy's and had a mooch. I was't there for the shopping (surprising I know), but I'm limited to what I can use / carry over the next 18 months. It's safe to say we weren't really feeling it, so stopped and had a...? You guessed it, Starbucks, and decided on our plan of action
I really wanted to see the 9/11 memorial, so off we trotted. I did manage to get us all to the wrong Penn station... but we managed to get there in the end. As you can imagine, the security is mega tight and it took us a while to get through. The wind was bitter and blowing a small gale, but we braved it all the same and it was worth it. I'd like to see the other designs that were put forward, but personally I think they made an excellent choice. The memorial is elegant, beautiful, strong and a fitting tribute to those that died.
By now it was lunchtime and my eggs had warn off coz I'm a fatty, so we jumped in a taxi and headed across Brookyn Bridge for more Grimaldi's.... Hell yes we did! It was just as lovely. Apart from the rather large lady that whilst trying to get to her table, knocked my Brooklyn Lager over, gasp, shock, horror... it's ok she bought me another one.
And in all fairness, once we had stuffed our faces (again) it was time to get back to the hotel, grab the bags and off to the airport we went. All week I'd been making comments about none of the cab drivers we got in were New Yorkers, or even American actually, so when our last cab turned up and he was 100% born and bred New Yorker I was excited (don't ask me why....)
Cocktails all round to calm our nerves, well that was after (or before, can't remember) some wine. I was quite tipsy by the time that I got on the plane, that the fact that it sat there for about an hour not moving I didn't even notice as Kathryn and I were chatting and giggling like children.
A nice little end to our awesome, spontaneous and very memorable trip to New York City.