A Nice Chunk of the Apple
You couldn’t have asked for better weather this past weekend in NYC. We stayed with friends in Jersey City. There lived in the newish hi-rise district closest to the tip of Manhattan (yet there were just a block or two from the historic older part of town with 3-5 story buildings. In fact, from their 9th floor balcony we could see the Statue of Liberty straight ahead (and Staten Island in the distance behind it).
Of course, we didn’t spend much time at the apartment. On Saturday we took PATH into the city and walked from 33rd Street up to Times Square (ugh, but only to use that as a more scenic route to MoMA). MoMA was great. The museum doesn’t even resemble the older version that I visited years ago, even though it’s in the same place. We purchased a combo pass that also got us to the Top of the Rock (70th floor roof deck of Rockefeller Center). We were fortunate enough to arrive just around sunset. Beautiful!
We’d planned to have dinner in the city, but our friend, Jen, wasn’t feeling well so we headed back to Jersey City and had Thai food. On Sunday, Randy and I got up and headed back into the city; this time, focusing on anything BELOW 14th Street. So, we explored the Village, Christopher Street Pier, Meatpacking District and Soho. We got together for lunch with a friend of his and got to experience our first taste of PinkBerry (some sort of trendy uber-hip frozen yogurt place where the frozen yogurt actually tastes like yogurt).
Yesterday, thought almost as warm but not nearly as sunny, we decided to take the scenic route back home and drove up the West Side Highway, along the Merrit Parkway, and then up Route 7 in Connecticut. We got to stop in cute villages like New Milford, Kent and West Cornwall. We also stumbled upon this really cool artist who filled his enormous acreage of land with sculptures. We stopped the car to take a look, but he actually invited into his workshop and let us walk around his yard taking pictures. He even gave us suggestions for an even more scenic route back home.
So, three covered bridges later (2 in Connecticut, 1 in Massachussets) we finally arrived home 9 hours later (at 8PM). I don’t think we could have asked for a better weekend.
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Yes, you two totally scored on the weather. Sounds like a great trip.