Meanwhile...

4 January 2010

Whilst killing time in Jersey, my mom and I went up to New York City for a day. My youngest cousins are about 8 and 12, and it's damn sure time they got to experience the greatest city on earth. Which is also just an excuse to go. Delran is about an hour and a half from NY, though south Jersey looks toward Philadelphia for most things as we're only 20 minutes from it. So I haven't spent all that much time in NY myself. My youngest auntie (their mother) came along as well.

A bit convoluted--the local River Line train to Trenton, then the ever-glamorous NJ Transit commuter train up through Princeton and Newark to the City. To be fair, the girls were as excited about the train as they were about the city. We walked purposefully through Manhattan having a lesson on how to not be a victim in the big bad city, from Penn Station up to Times Square, lunch at the Hard Rock Cafe, some souvenir-hat buying for Shannon, the world's largest toy store, Rockefeller Center with the Christmas tree, some queuing up for the American Girl Place store--three stories of doll heaven or hell, depending on if you're a 10 year old girl or her 40 year old father, I suspect.

Tea and cakes at a little restaurant, where the owner opened the second floor for us to sit at the windows and watch the Orthodox Jews go by (and the resultant conversation explaining that they are not, in fact, Abraham Lincoln impersonaters). Cupcakes from the Magnolia Bakery, first ride on a subway train, auntie Ingrid is exhausted and back we go to Delran.