To begin our weeklong trip to New York, we spent a few days in Manhattan. After arriving on the red eye, we were checking into our hotel by 7:30. We refueled with some caffeine at the intense Times Square Starbuck’s and then set off for a walk through the park and a morning at the Met.
The first night we went to dinner at PJ Clarke’s, a Manhattan institution where my grandparents befriended the owners years ago. My mom took this awkward solo pic of me, and on the way back to a bar by the hotel for a drink, I caught the prettiest view of the Chrysler Building.
On our second day, we went for a nice, long walk around Central Park, attended the 12pm Mass at St. Patrick’s Cathedral and then spent the afternoon in Saks before a quick run to Zara. I had a lot of luck in Saks, including a beautiful dress I couldn’t say no to, despite not having an occasion that warrants it. Oh well.
That night we went for drinks and oysters at the W in Times Square, saw Jersey Boys (amazing!) and had a late dinner at the Algonquin, where I have fond memories of going with my grandfather. It was just as old New York as I remember.
On our final morning, we took a walk to the Hudson, packed up and waited for our awesome family friend to come pick us up and take us up to the Catskills. Think we over packed??