Frankly, our hotel (the Carter on W 43rd) was a dive, but luckily we found lots of cheap and cheerful eateries nearby to counterbalance that; e.g., there's an Indian on 46th and a Chinese all-you-can-eat buffet on 42nd that was just perfect for two hungry tourists straight off the plane. For breakfast, we kept going back to the Theater Row Diner on the corner of 8th Avenue and 42nd St...that was a real find with good, no-nonsense food, friendly staff, and a nice clean ambiance.
Allan was very much taken with Grand Central Station...and I must admit, I like it too - esp. the market part, which smells lovely
Originally, I had planned to take in a show; but my travel companion was on an even tighter budget than myself (and better than me at sticking to it, too), so...we went to one of the many comedy clubs instead. Here's Allan striking a pose while one of the less engaging comedians was on
It rained on Saturday, when I took him on a walkabout downtown. We checked out a Halloween party in the World Financial Center, and spent a little time at the quayside there.
cloudy, but still nice
Hell's Kitchen Flea Market early on Sunday morning
it's a con ($19 for what is basically just a tremedous queue and then a lift ride up), but Allan, whose first visit to New York this was, insisted we go to ESB, so we did. Never again though, for me.
Late October, and I'm blinking in the sunlight in Bryant Park. No skating, let's sun ourselves instead!
And of course I wouldn't go home without a few souvenirs!
Whereas I needed no excuse to buy these, I don't think. They may look a bit tacky, but there's something about them...And I have been a very good girl, lately.