On Monday we decided not to mess about and went straight for (one of) the main attractions… but first, breakfast. If you follow me on twitter you will have seen my tweets about the portion sizes out here. Bonkers. Basically they smack of gluttony. We chose to eat in a traditional American diner this morning – and bumped into Niall Rogers having a breakfast meeting! I’ve never seen MrS so overcome! He snuck a photo of him but didn’t dare to speak to him. It made his day though. Anyway, I ordered blueberry pancakes and 3 the size of dinner plates arrived. I’m pretty sure (I hope anyway) that the great American public don’t eat breakfast like that every day but WHY are the portions so big?
I’d heard so many conflicting opinions – Empire State vs Top of the Rock. In the end, the thought of the crowds at the top of the Empire State drove us towards the Top of the Rock, at the Rockefeller Centre. We bought a “Sun and Stars” ticket which meant we could go during the day and then again in the evening (either the same or the next day). Also, instead of standing on top of the Empire State, we could actually see it instead. At 11am on a Monday morning it was crowd free, no fighting for a view on any of the 3 viewing decks (the first two behind glass, the 3rd open to the elements). The views were stunning. MrS hates heights. And I mean hates them. For the first two decks he hung back from the glass, but on the top deck, the one without the glass, he was fine. Why? Because the other two decks below would break his fall if he were to! I was so proud of him. I could have stayed up there all day to be honest and would definitely recommend it as an alternative.
Afterwards I took MrS for an immediate reward beer.
The afternoon meant another cheesy tourist attraction, a city bus tour. It really did help orient me and helped with understanding the 9/11 exhibition we would go to later in the week. We toured the whole of downtown and back up to Midtown for about 2.5 hours. It might be cheesy but it’s a really good way of seeing things that you probably wouldn’t bother with otherwise (like seeing the iconic Tiffany store that Audrey Hepburn and George Peppard visit in Breakfast at Tiffanys).
We dined close to the hotel that night in a local Italian restaurant that MrS picked out on Trip Advisor. We reserved a table for 8pm so weren’t best pleased when we arrived and we asked to “wait a few minutes” whilst they found us a table. A few minutes turned out to be 20… We knew in advance that the dishes in this family Italian were designed to be shared, but I’m not kidding when I say that they could have fed a family of 4 easily, not just us two, and once again we left more than we ate.
Despite me nearly falling asleep face down in my clam linguine we returned to the Top of The Rock for our night time view. Unlike that morning we didn’t have a time slot – something that evidently backfires on their otherwise excellent organisation – and it was twice as busy as that morning. It was also a lot windier. This time we went straight to the top got a few pictures and returned to terra firmer, I didn’t like the overcrowding that time although it was worth it for the beautiful view.
And yes, I fell asleep in the taxi back to the hotel …