The Big Apple.
I googled NYC nicknames and found one site that listed 98 of them. Crazy.
Let's just call it New York City shall we?
This morning we head to the Buffalo airport. This will be my first time flying from Buffalo. I've heard that airport security in the US is a lot stricter than in Canada so, as a diabetic traveler carrying insulin, insulin pump supplies, back up needles, test strips, ridiculous amounts of giant rockets (not the destructive kind) and a pump on my belt - we are leaving even more time for security scrutiny.
Once through the metal detectors though, watch out!
We have three days planned out that will take us from Chelsea to Soho. From Times Square to Fifth Avenue. Rockefeller Centre to the Imperial Theatre.
We're going for a run in Central Park (Doug will run an hour, I will run my 17 minutes and then find a cool coffee shop to hang out in).
We're going for oysters at Grand Central Terminal (after we go to the Apple store of course). Did you know that it's not actually called Grand Central Station since, technically, it's a terminal? Me neither.
We're going to the MOMA and the Guggenheim. We're going to B&H.
We're going shopping and my goal is to find something, anything, that does not cost over $300.
We're found so many amazing restaurant options that we've finally stopped looking and decided that we'll just play it by ear when we get there.
Sadly, there is not enough time for the half-day Sex and The City bus tour.
Oh how I love those ladies!
Funny enough, the Statue of Liberty, Ground Zero and the Empire State Building did not make it on the list of must sees. Once the travel books were opened and the maps poured over, they just didn't seem all the important to get to.
I think we found a good balance between typically tourist and off the beaten track.
See you on the other side!