The trip from JFK was incredibly easy via the air rail to Jamaica and then the Long Island Rail Car to Penn Station. We decided that the train would be the quickest way into Manhattan on a Friday night. We arrived at our hotel right below the Empire State and wandered around the corner to the lovely Hangawi restaurant where I had eaten before. It was only a short walk along Korean Way between 5th and 6th.
We desperately needed to walk off our lovely dinner so hiked up to Times Square. A bit of an assault on the sensors to go from serious (and very dark) Zen, and organic, vegan dinner to the sensory overload of minions, batman and the US army recruiting van.
This morning we had a great walk into Carrie’s neighbourhood, and I found my NYC holiday flat. I am sure I could find someone that would like to use it occasionally.
From the corner of Gay and Christopher we strolled through the West Village to the very cool Meatpacking District and up onto the highline- New York’s lovely park, elevated above Manhattan, and along the old rail tracks. The walk was just lovely. VDS met a friend of her daughters and so I came on the loveliest afternoon ever. I did the free tour of the NYC public library and am now sitting surrounded by Byron and the great romantics – the most fabulous place to sit and ponder, work, or just breathe in the works of great men and women. When I collect the keys of my gorgeous new West Village apartment, I will be able to sit here often when I visit
Sleeping under the stars 