Our third day in NYC, I didn’t have anything planned (if you missed ’em, Day 1 and Day 2). Just a leisurely morning, and getting back to Gabe. Our go-to spot, the Red Flame, was packed, so we had a French breakfast at the nearby Cafe. We also spotted our one and only celebrity of the trip there: Sticky Fingaz. LOL! We didn’t interrupt him to ask for an autograph.
One thing I had always wanted to do was explore Grand Central Terminal a little more–as a cadet at West Point, I was in and out of there a lot, but never had a chance to stop and appreciate it. It brought me back to 2003-07, which seems like long ago and yesterday at the same time. When I saw the Hudson lines going to Poughkeepsie, it evoked a strange, faraway feeling… almost as if I was a cadet at West Point again, and had just made a huge circle around the world, to Germany, Iraq, back to Germany, Georgia, North Carolina, and now back at GTC all over again. It’s hard to describe–am I the only one who’s felt like this? Sort of weird, ironic, retrospective… enough to make a new category on here, called “back to where I was.”
We did the GTC sight-seeing, and grabbed lunch downstairs, before catching a ride on the airport shuttle back to LaGuardia (way more economical that a taxi, BTW. Wish we would have known on our way in!) Flight got delayed–what else is new–so it was nearly 8 PM when we got home. It was a glorious trip, yet always so nice to return home.
Here’s what we missed while Mima and Papa watched Gabe 🙂 Oh, it was wonderful to hug and kiss my lil guy once again! Big thanks to my incredibly awesome parents for watching him for 3 days!