We made it home Tuesday afternoon (leaving HJ jr behind to spend a few days in New York with his father) after our terrific five days in NYC. I think everyone had a great time and The Cinnamon Girl and I hope that the kids have some memories from the trip that will last them throughout their lives.
On our last day – the day of the Major League All Star Game – we made it by foot to Rockefeller Center and, though the NBC tour was sold out, we did get to wander around the building, get out of the oppressive heat, and grab a bite to eat. Our goal was to make it back to the hotel in time for the All Star Parade – the red carpet for which had been laid out down 42nd Street overnight.
Make it back we did and we got to see the overwhelming majority of All Star players ride by us, waving at the crowd, seated in the backs of Chevys. The MLB mascots were there, too, the Colorado Rockies own Dinger – the other purple dinosaur among them. Stretch has never been a big fan of Dinger and was decrying the dino’s presence at such an event even as the big purple thing approached us – perhaps egged on by The Cinnamon Girl yelling for him to come. Dinger, seeing Stretch’s Colorado Rockies baseball cap, stole it, put it on one of his horns and walked down the street. It was a great moment. Stretch got the hat back and got to watch the rest of the parade while Sous Chef and The Cinnamon Girl escorted HJ jr to meet his father at the Waldorf Astoria.
Yes, you read that right. The Waldorf.
Our hotel – the Grand Hyatt – was very, very nice. The Cinnamon Girl compared it to a DMV after being in the lobby of the famed Waldorf.
So, final NYC reflections?
- We had a great trip and we all will go back at some point, though none of us wish to live there.
- We got to do all that we wanted to do – almost all, Sous Chef didn’t make it to Carlo’s Bakery (made famous by Cake Boss) and had to settle for Dylan’s Candy Bar. I can’t tell you how that place got famous.
- The Cinnamon Girl noted how many people were engaged in service professions and what a good thing that was. There were many folks we saw working jobs that could have been automated (ticket takers and the like) and we found them to be incredibly helpful – unlike stereotypes would have suggested.
- LaGuardia Airport is a dump. Period.
- Gray Line Tours are the way to go. Wow, we got our money’s worth.
- Magnolia Bakery cupcakes are the best cupcakes ever.
- We will always treasure our walks in Central Park.
Now, Sous Chef is charged with pulling it all together into a scrap-book. She’ll do great!
She better. The supplies themselves cost over $100.00!
We were a part of it. We loved it.
We will miss you, New York, New York. (Can you hear Sinatra?)