Tuesday 9 October
We did sleep well,
considering having had such mentally taxing day, although I wake up with a very
bad headache. I don’t want to spoil the
day before it even starts, so I stay in bed, take some medication and relax for
a while till everything settles.
Some time later I start slowly with
shower and breakfast (oats with honey and brown sugar this time) and download
the pictures on the laptop. We have
decided not to leave so early to-day and as the weather isn’t any better we are
not in a hurry. Frank also
takes it easy and does some reading.
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A quiet morning at 'home' |
When Nancy and Eric (both work during the day) come home early they are
surprised to see us still at home. By
then we are getting ready to leave and they are getting ready to go to a
birthday party in Brooklyn later that
day. Because we are leaving a lot later we
are going to catch the train from Bellport
and will drive ourselves to the station. Before we leave Nancy wants to show us the town and we have a
10 minute drive around the area. It is a
lovely little town. Nancy
says it’s a real New England type of
town and I agree, although I only new New England from books, but indeed it has that great
atmosphere and look. After I have had a
quick lunch of bagel and boiled egg we drive to Bellport station and catch the 12pm train to Penn Station.
A few impressions of Bellport:
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Fire Island in the distance |
In the city we know
our way by now, although we have also bought a little map of Manhattan
so that we can find specific places that we still want to visit.
We walk via Bryant
Park, the city Library, the Chrysler Building, Grand
Central, and the well-known Waldorf
Astoria to Central Park via Park Avenue.
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A game of Jeu de Boules (Petangue) in the park on a rainy day |
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Definitely not in the mood for a game :-) |
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Bryant Park |
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Still Bryant Park |
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and another one |
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Statue of William Bryant |
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The Waldorf Astoria on Park Avenue |
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'Riksjas', ready to take the tourists for a tour |
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Central Park |
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Central Park |
By that time we are
a little tired ;-) We buy pretzels (one
has to try pretzels while in
New York
City) and sugared nuts from a street vendor on the
corner of the park and sit down on a bench to give our backs a rest. Our feet are not tired (hip hip hooray for my
excellent new walking shoes), but our backs are short of broken. The place is packed with horse-and-carriages
to take the numerous tourists for a tour through
Central
Park. We’re not going, not
even for a walk, because it is wet and miserable and we decide to walk back to
the station to catch the train home. The
weather might not have been optimal, but we had again a great afternoon,
although the walk didn’t sound like much. Believe you me, if you walk from
32nd Street
to
60th Street
in
Manhattan,
with a few side streets thrown in, you have done well! The subway was not an option. We like to walk and besides… a train is a
train, if it is below or above ground, and we are seeing enough ‘train’ these
days.
We walk back via
Broadway since we can’t get enough of the exhilarating lights and sounds of the
place. By the way, the traffic in the
city is pure chaos. It is amazing the
cars and pedestrians are still moving and haven’t come to a standstill, since
nobody seems to care much about pedestrian traffic lights when they turn red. Ah well, by now we have become ‘pushy New
Yorkers’ too and press through. No care
in the world. We walk across the streets
and around cars like we’ve never done any different…
We come across our
Naked Cowboy and his mates again and finally get closer to the station. As we walk past an Asian restaurant we
realise we’re hungry and walk in. The
menu is excellent and we get a
Wonton
Soup each and a shared meal of
Singapore
Noodles. We don’t want to order too
much, since we don’t really want to take a
doggie
bag home. The meal is great and the
company too, since we discover that the two girls at the table next to us are
Aussies from
Victoria
and we have a pleasant chat. They wonder
if what they feel could be jetlag and tell us that they are going to drive a
hire car from NYC to
Las Vegas,
San
Francisco and
Los Angeles.
Pretty courageous girls!
In the end we catch
the 7.30pm train to Bellport with a
change at Babylon again and are home by 9.30pm. Frank goes to bed straight away and I download
all the pictures and start working on my blog, because I am far, far behind. Dear Nancy
has left all kinds of stuff for us on the kitchen bench: soup, crackers, hummus,
bagels, coffee, blueberry pie, etc. Sooo
kind, but all I can manage is a coffee and a few crackers. I work till they get home at 11.30pm and then
it is definitely time for bed.
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