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| view from moving train |
I never got to why we had to make the whole drive to New Jersey in one day in my previous post, but our misery of driving around Newark at 5 a.m. looking for a hotel is pretty ironic when we look at the next day. See, my brother's girlfriend had an interview/tour at an art school in Brooklyn the next morning, so we had to find a place to stay that would be a short train ride away so she'd get there on time. Cue 3 hours of driving around creepy NJ and almost staying at Bates Motel the King's Inn, and we finally find ourselves at a Newark Econo Lodge, just across the way from New York. Well, we overslept and she missed it anyway so all of that was absolutely pointless, but hell we were on our way to New York so we didn't really care.
I had been to New York once before this on a High School trip that was more or less a disaster, so I was obviously excited to experience it again. One of the first things I noticed this time around was how easy it was to get a drink. At the bar in the departing train station. At the bar in the arriving train station. At the pub right outside of the train station. Also, there is just an overwhelming amount of cool stuff on every corner and we barely had time to look at anything. We walked to Times Square and I did a little shopping for clothes and shoes I didn't need and then took the train back to Newark.
The second day we actually drove into New York, which was a great way to "see" a lot more of the city if you were like us and a) had no money for some nice guided tour and b) had no idea how to navigate the subway system. We drove the perimeter of the island and finally found a parking spot on the street near Central Park.
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| Lincoln Tunnel |
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| Seinfeld! |
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| I thought this guy was sitting funny so I told Capers to go lean some near him. Pretty sure he noticed. |
We had very little time in New York and were so short on money that we didn't really do anything besides walk around a few hours both days, but I loved it. I really can't wait to go back sometime with more time and money, but just being there was fun in itself.
I remember going to New York about ten years ago, not long after September 11, actually. My dad was working Doylestown, PA. I completely feel ya on your experience.
ReplyDeleteWe drove past the Empire State building and my brother and I craned our necks to try to see the top. It was dark, so not very successful. We also visited the memorial and signed it. Even though I was only twelve, the city is simply awe inspiring. :)