As you can draw from the title, I’m just now posting about my trip to New York City from last fall. Oops. Anyways, my mom and I spent a quick weekend in NYC just for fun, and we got to see and do some pretty cool things.
…Except we almost didn’t make it there. I’m not the biggest fan of turbulence (but then again who is?) and the plane ride up there was turbulence central. Our original flight was cancelled due to inclement weather in the Northeast, which should have been our first clue that it would be a bumpy ride. Little did we know. I was clutching my mom’s arm for almost the entire ride and silently chanting “Jesus Take the Wheel” in my head. Thankfully, we made it; I’ve never been so happy to place my feet on solid ground. Hallelujer.
This was our first time staying in SoHo and I quite liked it! We were a mere block from the closest metro stop and steps away from amazing shopping and dining spots which was beyond convenient.
View of the Lower East Side and Brooklyn Bridge from our room
The High Line
Our first Friday adventure was to The High Line. I desperately wanted to go after my friends went back in August (while I was trapped on a train), and they raved about how cool it was! This public park runs along an old rail line, and although elevated from the city, sometimes it feels completely immersed in buildings and city hubbub while sometimes it’s a forest away from any hint of pollution and taxis and craziness. The High Line is a gem in the bustling city. I recommend everyone visit this amazing spot.
See – it doesn’t even seem like New York City! Gorge.
The old rail lines and modern benches that line The High Line
After walking from SoHo to Chelsea and all along the High Line then back, it was late afternoon and we were starved. I’m fairly certain the exact words that came out of my mom’s mouth were, “If I don’t eat right this second, I’m going to die.” Of course on our walk back we were near quite a few eateries (and a cool Google building), but we chose Empire Cake over them all. This actually ended up being our lunch and dinner for the day. Totally worth it.
We chose a delish slice of chocolate cake with buttercream frosting at Empire Cake. #noshame
After a quick dash back to the hotel to change, we taxied up to the Theater District to see the BEST MUSICAL EVER, Kinky Boots. I forget how we found out about this show exactly, but it is critically acclaimed and Grammy and Tony award-winning. All I can say is… it was AMAZING. It is the most fun I’ve ever had at any broadway show. Like stand up in your seat, sing and dance kind of fun. The music was masterfully crafted by Cyndi Lauper and her funky touch absolutely made the show!
For those of you concerned by the name (although this is highly doubtful as you are reading a blog entitled Pretty Trippy), the story line is nothing 50 Shades-esque. A young man struggles to save his family’s traditional, out-dated shoe factory when he decides to capitalize on the niche, undeveloped market (look Ma, I’m putting that MBA to good use!) of sexy, yet sturdy boots for drag queens. Ultimately, it’s a story of acceptance and love for all regardless of our differences.
Kinky Boots on Broadway Cast & Creators (image credit – Vanity Fair)
We spent much of Saturday strolling through the city stopping at The Museum of Modern Art…
Monet’s Water Lilies is one of my favorites
Christmas shopping of course…
Macy’s Herald Square
And finally, Rockefeller Center. The ice skating rink was in full swing, but sadly the iconic Christmas Tree was not raised until the next weekend! Sad! I’ve been to New York many a times (my father is a New Yorker), but this was my first time going at/around Christmas and it was so special! At some point in the future, I want to see the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade, spend Christmas in the city, and celebrate New Year’s Eve in Times Square.
My mom and I decided that we wanted to do something along the line of visiting the Empire State Building or cruising to The Statue of Liberty, but instead we went to the Top of the Rock. My New York savvy friend, Stephanie, suggested visiting here instead of the Empire State Building so you could actually see the iconic structure. Makes sense, right? Otherwise, you’d just be looking at a bunch of buildings unrecognizable and smaller than the one you were on top of. Suffice it to say, Stephanie was totally right and the view was phenomenal.
Overlooking Central Park
Empire State Building
Later that night, we went out for dinner in SoHo but my brain, feet, and phone were so dead that I didn’t even think to take pictures. The only thing I remember about that night was my swollen feet and overpriced free range chicken that was probably blessed by a rabbi and a priest and lived in a golden roost on Park Avenue for how much it cost.
On Sunday we had an early afternoon flight with just enough time to do something in the morning. Since we didn’t take the all-day ferry to the Statue of Liberty, we re-created the Staten Island adventure I had in August. Except this time it was a whole new adventure because the New York City Marathon was going on this morning. We didn’t know the exact details of how this worked (i.e. the fact that it starts on Staten Island and all the runners take the ferry at the same time we were). We quickly learned this fact when our frozen, immobile bodies climbed into a taxi for the few blocks to the ferry and our driver asked if we were running. Ha! The image below captures my thoughts on the matter:
So my mom and I (and our 500 closest friends) packed warmly together at the terminal before pushing (and hoping and praying) onto the ferry. This part was actually pretty cool because while many runners were getting in the zone, many were enjoying the “foreign” sites along the way. I heard distinct dialects of French, Italian, (British) English, and Greek from some of the participants which leads me to believe that many traveled from all over the world for this event. It’s pretty cool how people come together and, regardless of backgrounds, beliefs, and communication gaps make it work for a shared passion.
You picked the wrong moment to turn around, chick.