New York City: Day 3

On day three in NYC, Kelly and I explored Chelsea a bit and then headed over to T.J.’s work to meet him for lunch. This was one of the highlights of my trip. We ate at this place called the Frying Pan on the Hudson, about a block west of his office building. We went to the very edge of the boat and pretty much had the place to ourself. The weather was beautiful, the food was delicious, and the company was even better.

On the short walk back to T.J.’s work, Eva zonked out in T.J.’s arms. She never ever does this, but I guess NY wore her out! Being in NY for a week actually helped her get used to sleeping with noises and be more flexible with naps through the day. It’s been great!

I got to go up and see where T.J. works and meet his coworkers and bosses. The place is filled with BYU Alumni.

(Notice Eva’s NY swag… love that cutie pie!)

Once T.J. went back to work for the afternoon, Kelly and I hopped on the subway (we only got on one wrong train, it was the right one just going in the wrong direction… I was very proud of our skills!). We walked along Canal Street with all the crazy vendors trying to sell cheap knockoffs. That was pretty fun and thank goodness we didn’t have my stroller or else I think I would have bought 5 purses.

That street then led us to Chinatown and Little Italy. Little Italy was so charming. I loved the little restaurants, the NY Italians with their accents, and all the decor. We even stopped for some pastries, including the “best cannoli in the world.” And I have to say, it was the best one I’ve ever had but I’m no cannoli expert.

Kelly and I didn’t stop there. We kept walking. And walking. And walking. But I loved it. I loved just seeing all the buildings, the architecture, the history, the people. We saw the Manhattan Bridge, Brooklyn Bridge, and this cute Old Town area of NY on a pier.

Mark met us at the pier and we took a cab over to Ground Zero, where we met T.J. This was a pretty emotional experience. My mind kept flashing back to 9/11 and imagining what it would have been like when the twin towers fell. What I found most interesting though was the old church where George Washington was inaugurated, just a block over. It stood as a reminder of peace to me in such an area of past chaos.

After this, I was dead. We walked probably 15 miles that day and my body was so tired. I was at that point where just anything and everything was going to make me cry because I couldn’t think straight. T.J. and I got some cheesesteaks at Carl’s and then headed home for the night.

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  1. Rachel
    Rachel says:

    I’m totally checking out to see what you did in NY to get some ideas. I’m so jealous you got to go see wicked! If we can find a babysitter, we totally want to go see it. We miss you!


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