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Went up the Empire State at midnight and it was glorious!







Had to battle with 12 thousand kids to even get close to anything in the Museum of Natural History. I particularly enjoyed the opals.





















Despite the arctic temperatures I still insisted on sitting on the 'sun deck' to and from Ellis Island. I did not look cool but I could not miss the views, man!







Of course, I would forget that I forgot to reserve my ticket to actually get on the Statue. So I had a good stroll around the island and ate my mandarin segments in juice until the ferry came to pick us up.

I never did get to visit Queens or the Bronx but I did have a day trip to Brooklyn. Coney Island was deserted because snow covered everything. No promenade, no beach!









Prospect Park Zoo is tiny and actually for children but I was pleased to see other like-minded adults without kids there too. I really, really, REALLY liked it and that may have had something to do with the meerkats. I DIE.











I managed to see the Californian Sea Lions' training time. One of them was really naughty and didn't listen and they only gave her one fish.



The last place I visited was the aquarium. Saw lots of people running to the aquatheatre so I decided to join them. I sat down on the BLEACHERS only to realise it was training session with more sea lions. This one had Lady Gaga playing, though.









More interesting jellyfishes to come!

One of the more comical aspects of my holiday was when I went to the NBC Studios and was asked to be an audience member for the Dr. Oz show. I had never heard of it. Deepak Chopra was a guest! He had a very soothing voice and spangly glasses. The main theme of the show was diarrhoea and someone was picked to be Dr. Oz's assistant. By chance, the woman chosen was the assistant on a previous show where the main theme was...constipation.

It was all very fun but when the guests were speaking, everyone turned a bit gospel-congregation which was weird. Towards the end of the show, there was a tape showing a lady who had facial scars from a car crash. She had a procedure done to restore pigmentation to her scars and when she came out loads of people cried. I had a little sniffle.

It was a good time, actually.

Now you're in New York

I spent this past week in New York. It was my very first visit so I played the willing tourist like no man's biz. Actually, looking back, I don't know if I was that touristastic but it certainly did seem so at the time. I stayed at the Sofitel in midtown which basically forced me to walk mostly everywhere in the freezing wind and snow. I was often harangued about my accent but I smiled sweetly and joined in with all the cheerful talk of the local folk. I did all the shops but spent most of my money on food. McDonalds was gross and KFC was dry; what else could I do but order room service every day?














Central Park was absolutely beautiful and I managed to spend about two hours taking pictures.





















The Guggenheim had two human exhibitions. In the main space there was a slow motion show with a male & female being quite loved up. I'm sure I am not giving it enough justice but that's the best I could make out.



When I was walking up to the exhibitions a boy shook my hand and boldly asked me what was meant by progress. So we had a little talk up the ramps and then a teenage girl took over and the boy left. A man came next and we talked about books and the girl left. Finally an older woman started a conversation about the similarities between New York and London. I noticed that the man ran behind a wall. It was very pleasant and helped me to past the time from the bottom of the building to the top.

I enjoyed the Met a lot more because I am into the strange little doodahs. I realise that I never actually read the descriptions of the artifacts.