[Warning: If you’re going to read this one, you might want to go get a snack. And maybe a cushion. Wear loose-fitting clothes, comfortable shoes.]
I traveled with daughter Amy, son-in-law Orte and grandsons Daniel and Gabriel to Manhattan last Thursday, returning yesterday. This trip has become our annual spring rite of passage. Except spring didn’t cooperate this year–cold! Brrr! Even a little snow. But what a Grand Time as our Vagabond Shoes left Savannah and headed to the Big Apple.
Easy, FUN flight, even with five- and three-year-olds. No, BECAUSE of five- and three-year-olds.
Cool suite on Park Avenue:
And of course, the first thing the boys want to do upon our arrival in New York? Watch Gravity Falls on TV.
(Okay, maybe it was pretty interesting, all about Dipper’s sister Mabel having a crazy-about-boys summer–at one point she sees a young fella holding a turtle, runs up to him and exclaims, “You like turtles?! I LIKE TURTLES! What’s happening here?!” as she moves her hands back and forth between her and the boy. Finally Mabel sorta falls for a trenchcoated pyramid of Gnomes who want to marry her and make her their Gnome Queen. I had no idea Gnomes could be so pushy.)
Gabriel looking out on the NY skyline from our 27th floor:
The Children’s Museum of Manhattan (on the Upper West Side):
A walk in Central Park, playing with dirty snow. (But we’re from the south–we’ll take what we can get.)
Delicious Waldorf Salad lunch for me–at the Waldorf:
Touring = Tiring:
Dinner at Victor’s, our favorite Cuban restaurant in Manhattan:
Neat day, after Gabriel’s “breakfast” …
… we taxied to another great museum: the Children’s Museum of the Arts in SoHo. What an interactive place!
(Now do you see why I teach part-time at an art school?! I call it Morning Glory and Green-Haired Cory. Bids start in the upper thousands. Thank you.)
(Those aren’t my blue fingernails.)
First of two Broadway plays: Newsies. Just incredible energy! Google it.
And here’s a pic of the stage/curtain thingy, right before I got yelled at for taking pictures inside the theatre. (I’m sure they didn’t realize they were talking to a world-famous blogger and all.)
I’m thinking about becoming a Broadway star. All that’s holding me back is that you have to sing and dance and memorize lines and get up in front of people and not stutter because you’re so nervous. AND not fall off the stage when you have to walk close to the edge. That part TERRIFIES me. But still.
The most incredible coincidence happened next. Walking back to our hotel to join the fam, I saw Andaz. No not a person, a very cool hotel. We have an Andaz on Ellis Square in Savannah where they give you the MOST delicious Candied Bacon I’ve ever tasted. (Okay, it’s the only candied bacon I’ve ever tasted but SO good.) Of course I had to shashay in to compare Andazes (plural?). This sign greeted me when I walked into the lobby:
Hooting Hyenas! SCAD is where I teach as an adjunct. So I hopped on the elevator to the second floor! Wouldn’t you? Why? Well, duh, a reception, and receptions mean one thing … free food. The first person I saw was Joseph; he’s in a writer’s group I sometimes attend:
(I’m not sure why I look so huge and bloated in that picture.)
(Does anyone know how to Photoshop me standing about two feet behind Joseph so I don’t look so very big?)
I chatted with other SCAD folks and even a few newly accepted students and their parents. A fun NY surprise.
Next morning, Grand Central Terminal …
… and waiting for Kidding Around (a very cool toy store) to open–we did F. A. O. Schwarz the day before:
Street vendor hot dogs, of course:
Second Broadway play: Cinderella (with a new spin, including lots of humor and an evil stepsister who turns good).
Orchestra pit (we had second-row seats!):
Afterwards off to Ellen’s Stardust Diner where the wait staff … SINGS!. So cool:
Snack on the walk back to the hotel:
The Apple Store in Grand Central Terminal for a new case for my iPhone:
Last morning. Daniel and Gabriel reennacting the final scene from Gravity Falls (we watched the same episode three times over our stay) when Dipper rescues Mabel from the Gnomes, and the brother/sister engage in an “awkward sibling hug” with “pat, pat.” (Hulu it. I think the episode is called “Tourist Trap.”)
Blustery/snowy/rainy weather on the way to LaGuardia.
For some reason, less-than-ideal weather always makes me feel better when it comes at the end of a trip. (Reminder to self: therapist talking point.)
While we were waiting at the gate for our flight, a Big Red Heart sauntered up. No clue why. But D is never one to miss a photo op.
Oh, if you were that Big Red Heart, looking where he seems to be looking, you would see this:
It’s an iPad cafe–you order your food right from the iPad. (“Hip” should be my middle name.)
A wonderfully joyful New York trip.
As we waited on the runway, while an animal-like machine de-iced the wings, Daniel looked at me fiddling with my phone and yelled (loud enough for his dad and the rather stern flight attendant to hear), “Abu is not turning off his electronic device!”
Great memories to think about.