So after a long trip with my new Antler bag, we landed in New York JFK at around 11pm and headed straight to our hotel. We tossed up organising a shuttle from the airport, but we opted to just jump in a taxi at that time and it was fine. There was a bit of a line for the taxi's but it went by in about 20 minutes. With the wait for our bags and the taxi and then checking in etc. It was about 2am by the time we relaxed into bed. Problem was, we were wide awake. Jet lag for you I guess. We tried our best to get some sleep because we were meeting my lovely best friend Alison the very next day and I hadn't seen her in a long time. Considering we are living 20 flying hours away that isn't any real surprise.
We were up relatively early considering our late night but we headed out around 9am to try and hunt down some food and check out times square. We were back at the hotel by 11am to meet up with Alison and be given the royal treatment of a tour around the city and apparently not look like "touro's" - me having my camera around my neck probably didn't help the situation. Whatever, we were tourists and we were loving it already.
We walked from the hotel down to the High Line which is an old train line that they used to use to get food around the city, it was sitting defunct for a number of years before they decided to make it into an elevated walkway. There was some great views and a lot of greenery.
All that walking made us hungry, so we stopped for lunch at a little french place in the Meat Packing district. It was ok, nothing I would recommend though considering how many amazing other places we ate at in NY. We were starving though, so anything was good.
We then wandered around SoHo, TriBeCa and the East Village, tried to do some celebrity spotting with no luck but we did see a lot of beautiful buildings. I loved all the old fire escapes.
Of course we also did enjoy a fabulous Georgetown cupcake with absolutely no line. I was glad we did when we got to DC, because the original cupcake shop had a very long line!
We wandered back up towards our hotel, via Grand Central Station which was absolutely jam packed but still just as I remember from that first episode of Gossip Girl.
That night we went for dinner at a mexican restaurant a friend had recommended called Arriba Arriba (don't judge it by the autoplay music on the website) on 9th and 51st and it was delicious! I had the grilled chicken quesedilla's and Marcus had the chimichangas. Great meal and great atmosphere.
For Day 2 we head to the Financial District and over the Brooklyn Bridge.