Return to New York - Day 3
Image by Ginger DJ via FlickrBreakfast took a little more time to hunt down. I really wanted another French Toast fatboy breakfast and eventually stumbled across a Belgian cafe called Markt down 6th Avenue. The waitress giggled to herself when we said 'cheers' as in thanking her for taking our order.Not ferry good views
We didn't have that much planned apart from doing the Staten Island ferry crossing so headed downtown. Kerry prepared herself for the boatride with some motion sickness pills. Although it wasn't raining, yesterday's wind had taken a chillier turn and was bitingly cold especially as we exited the subway for the ferry terminal. Quite a few people were taking advantage of the Good Friday holiday and looked like the boat wouldn't be big enough for us. Still we all piled on with the majority onto the Statue of Liberty side with the ferry having a noticeable pitch to the side. The cold wind really made things uncomfortable plus the dull grey clouds covering Manhattan and people hogging the sides made photography pointless. It took about 20 minutes to reach the other side then we all had to wait until the next ferry as we weren't allowed to stay onboard (to make it fair for the commuters). Another scramble around the terminal and a wait for 20 minutes. We had no interest in standing outside or the views so kept warm inside. Also Kerry's motion sickness pills made her feel spaced out and drowsy, poor thing.
Time Out for planning
We returned to the hotel with quite low moral. The coffee helped Kerry regain her senses but the weather and feeling we had very little to look forward brought us down. The realisation was that we both needed a proper plan instead of just going with the flow and relaxing. So, for the rest of the afternoon, we analysed Time Out, the guidebook and any other free tourist guide to plot our next few days.
There was so much choice but the more we looked into the options of clubbing, theatre, cabaret and even some restaurants, a lot of them had already sold out, fully booked or way out of our price bracket. Kerry managed to book a table for Sunday night to the most fashionable restaurant in Chelsea called Buddakan via the Top Table app. This was an absolute coo according to the hotel receptionist and others when mentioned so result! The rest of the holiday was sorted (almost).
Rooftop boozing
Recommended by Kerry's sister, we headed out to 230 Fifth Rooftop Lounge for some impressive night-time views of the city. It was still a little light when we arrived but still bitterly cold. I regretted not wearing their thermal bathrobes but did park ourselves under a heated lamp. Drinks prices were as high as the view but the bar food was surprisely good. As well as the views, the other amusement was watching the other patrons. There was group of blokes dressed in golfing gear near to our table with possibly the biggest bottle of champagne you could ever get. Checking the menu it was a credit card busting $2000 plus tips. Within earshot, we could see the English lads get more and more wasted swigging the bottle and approaching other tables with a free swig.
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