Donnie had to run 11 miles yesterday morning so I got up with him so I could shower (my hair takes FOREVER to dry) and prep for our big day of walking. He ran around Central Park (it’s a coincidence the marathon is this weekend, he crossed the finish line just for the hell of it) and then came back for us to get ready for brunch at Tavern on the Green.
I have NO IDEA why it was so important to me that we brunch at Tavern on the Green at Central Park. I don’t know if it’s because it’s mentioned in books and movies a ton or if it’s just because it sounds fancy but I cried when we sat down. It was BEAUTIFUL. I had my first ever Bloody Mary (YUM) and a delicious veggie frittata and…AND…THIS IS THE BEST PART…they gave us the choice of bubbly or flat water. GIVE IT TO ME BUBBLY, SIR.
We went back to the hotel room to get ready for walking (I took off my faux-leather shirt!) and our first stop was The Vessel at Hudson Yards. I put this on our itinerary because it looked AMAZING in terms of a work of art and a feet of architecture but it NEVER OCCURRED TO ME IT WOULD BE SCARY.
The second we got there I was like, “Oh, shit, Donnie. Why did I want to do this? This is going to be terrible. WHAT WAS I THINKING?” I held onto the handrail the entire time but I made it up the 16 stories and then immediately came back down to the 15th. I only stood at the top long enough for Donnie to see I made it and then I started back down. I know it was bad because at one point a woman for whom English was not her first language said with a very concerned voice, “Are you okay?”
NO. WHAT THE FUCK ARE WE ALL DOING HERE? THIS IS STUPID AS SHIT.
Then we headed two blocks over for the start of The High Line which was one of the first things I put on our itinerary when I started planning this trip. It was VERY crowded but because there’s so much vegetation everywhere on the periphery, it didn’t hit me the same was as the crowded sidewalks do. I new it was a reclaimed railroad that was like a greenway but there is TONS of vegetation for what is a reclaimed railroad. And also TONS of art. It was great.
Then we got to the end of the The High Line and that put us between Chelsea and Greenwich and I had a bit of a panic attack at having to cross streets without crosswalk signs. NY drivers are so aggressive that I was terrified to go without my little guy telling me. (Although, honestly, I’ve already adopted the habit of watching traffic and when cars get stuck turning at intersections I cross with the crowds like a damn local.) But for some reason the stop sign intersection caused me panic. And at one intersection there were no signs and I was all, “WHAT THE FUCK? WHY ARE THERE NO STREET SIGNS? HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO KNOW WHERE I AM????”
Donnie got me calm and turned in the right direction though and we headed to Strand which was everything I hoped it would be and more. We got lunch at a great place called Peacefood and I had the best vegan chili I’ve ever had and Donnie had…CHICKEN AND WAFFLES AND IT WAS VEGETARIAN AND DELICIOUS.
We looked at the Empire State building, we went through Bryant Park, checked out an anime shop and hit up the Library where Donnie took the most epic Kim picture ever.
Big hair, STRAND tote, photographing the library. It doesn’t get more Kim than that.
We headed back home and found a bar a couple blocks away to have a few beers to round out the night. All in all? I pretty crazy day filled with more sightseeing than I thought was possible for one human to do in one day.
TODAY IS CURSED CHILD!!!