New York

We have checked the Big Apple off our Bucket List and with it, another state in our quest to #SeeAll50. This was the longest amount of time we actually spent in one state (5 days!), and we made the most of it so here we go. 

We flew out of the sweet land of sunshine and warmth early on Friday, December 29th on a straight flight to JFK. After picking up our one checked bag and putting on several more layers of clothing, we braved the sub-freezing temps (literally, the warmest it got the whole time we were in NY was a frosty 21 degrees. I can't.) to meet our car service for a nice, warm ride to our hotel. 

Giant shout-out to Hotel Mimosa in the heart of Chinatown. Even though we showed up four and a half hours before our actual check-in time, they had our room ready for us, greeted us warmly with maps and lists of things to do in the area, and let us go up and catch a nap at no extra charge. We loved staying there and would definitely recommend it.

After getting intimately acquainted with our cozy room and even cozier bed, we forged our way back out into the cold to go check out Ground Zero. In the handful of times I've been to New York since 9/11, I have never been to the site and wow. I stood between the imprint of the Twin Towers and just cried. The memorial they have created there is beautiful and moving and sobering. 

From there, we headed uptown to find The Strand, another iconic NYC location to which I had never been and a big personal Bucket List item for me. And y'all. When we stepped inside that space containing over 18 miles of books, it was as if I had arrived at the Mecca. We explored about every inch of the four glorious levels (spending the most time upstairs in the rare book room—eight grand for a first edition Adventures of Tom Sawyer by the incomparable Mark Twain!) until Cody finally dragged me out of there before I could spend our entire life savings and someone else's on all the books. 

After leaving the Strand, we ducked into Bravo Pizza for a late-night dinner of hot, New York-style pizza before heading back to our hotel room to crash.

Saturday, December 30th: was awakened by my husband excitedly dragging me to the window to see that it was SNOWING. We bundled up and made our way out into the frozen tundra to commence our Statue of Liberty adventure. Ducked into a Dunkin to grab some hot breakfast sandwiches before trekking down to Battery Park to stand in line. Y'all. That line was legitimately the worst part of our entire trip for me. I was so cold I wanted to cry. My husband was loving every second of that icy snowfall and I'm just standing there wondering who in the world I married. I love that guy with every ounce of my being, but no. Standing in line with the freezing heavens snowing down around me is not my idea of a good time. But once we got onto the ferry, Saturday turned into the best day. Exploring Liberty Island, climbing the inside of that classy lady all the way up to the crown, learning all about how immigration has changed at the excellent museum on Ellis Island: we had a complete blast. And snow is fun as long as you don't have to stand still in it.

 You couldn't even see the skyline from the crown because of all the snow!

 Inside Lady Liberty's crown.

Check that extremely narrow spiral staircase. 

This climb is not for the fat, claustrophobic, or faint of heart. 

Just being honest.

It stopped snowing right about the time we were getting ready to leave Ellis Island, and we could finally make out the New York skyline which was really beautiful to see riding the ferry back to Battery Park.

We made it back to our blessedly warm hotel room to thaw out and clean up before heading back out for.....

....Anastasia on Broadway! The show was spectacular with dazzling sets and absolutely fantastic music. Caroline O'Connor stole the show as the Countess Lily Malevsky-Malevitch and was my personal favorite. I would definitely recommend this if you're trying to decide which show to see while you're in the city. Loved it!

After the show, we started making our way back downtown to our hotel. Although we had a very late lunch on Ellis Island, that was not going to sustain my husband through the night so we ducked into a little place called 375 for some yummy thrice-cooked fries. Funky little find at which our enjoyment was not at all diminished (and possibly even increased) by the fact that we were eating crispy, fried food at midnight in zero degree weather. Stumbled into this place totally by accident and it was the perfect way to end our day.

Sunday, December 31st: the infamous last day of 2017 had arrived boasting the lowest temps NYC had seen on a New Years Eve since 1917 (that's a hundred years, you guys). Because when we decide to check off a major Bucket List item like see the ball drop on New Years Eve, we go hard. We started the day by sleeping in and spent the morning finishing up our Bible reading. Cody read through the ESV in 2017, and I read through the KJV. We then donned as many layers as humanly possible and caught the subway uptown to make teeny tiny snowmen in Central Park. 

I like kissing that guy.

Okay, so Cody made a teeny tiny snowman. Isn't he the cutest little thing you ever saw with his little dead-leaf bowtie? I promptly named him Winston. I made a teeny tiny undefined snow blob that we dubbed Hubert. We grabbed a couple of hot dogs from a Nathan's Famous stand in the park before heading downtown back to Ground Zero where we purchased tickets to take a ride to the top of One World Trade Center, the tallest building in the Western Hemisphere and the 6th tallest building in the world. We hung out inside the Oculus drinking hot Starbucks while we waited for our time slot to go up. The ride to the 102nd floor takes a mere 47 seconds, and the views from the top are amazing. We got to the observatory just as the sun was setting over the city. 

After we came down out of the sunset, we hoofed it back to our hotel room to get thoroughly warmed up before braving the coldest New Years Eve in recent history to watch the ball drop. I didn't think it was physically possible, but I added even more layers before we headed back out into the city. We hopped on the subway and got off at Essex street to hang out at a 24-hour diner called Remedy for a couple hours before going uptown. We ate super-yummy sandwiches and quesadillas and had generous slices of pie and cheesecake and left around 10:30 to brave the crowds and the cold. 

We got off the subway at the 42nd St/Bryant Park stop where we had a full view of the glittering ball. We then took a brisk walk all the way around Times Square checking out the pretty Christmas lights and displays and trying not to actually turn to ice waiting for midnight. There were literally thousands of people milling around, celebrating, and snapping photos. You couldn't take 10 steps without seeing a police officer. I don't care what anybody says: NYC was probably the safest place in the world to be on New Years Eve 2017. At about a quarter till, we ended up back at our Bryant Park spot in a crush of people, waiting for the ball to drop. 

At about five minutes to midnight, everyone started cheering and kept it up right into the New Year. I wasn't even exactly sure when midnight hit because everyone was in total party mode and between all the fireworks and confetti and people shoving you all around, I definitely couldn't keep my eye on the ball. It was chaos and fantastic. Pretty much exactly what I was expecting. The cops finally fanned out and told people it was over and to move it. We did not need much prompting. Caught the subway back to our blessedly warm hotel and crashed.

On New Years Day, we tramped back up to Times Square for our private viewing of the ball. That's right. Some sweet friends of ours (thank you so much, Mytron and Kathy!) connected us with their daughter who is part of the NYE team in New York and arranged for us to take our own little tour of the ball headquarters. 

That is the ball. Right above my head. We learned about how Waterford Crystal gives a themed gift of crystals to the ball each year which are then incorporated into the ball's design. The year is engraved on the crystals and you can see crystals from years past all over the ball when looking at it up close. This year's theme was "Serenity". Seeing the ball up close and being on the very top of One Times Square on New Years Day 2018 was such a cool experience and one I will not forget. 

We ended up back at Remedy Diner for brunch which was an entirely different experience on New Years Day than it was on New Years Eve. The night before, we had the place almost entirely to ourselves. On New Years Day, it was crammed to capacity and we waited half an hour for a table. The food was just as good though, and after we filled our bellies with pancakes and bacon, we trudged back to our hotel room for naps. Later in the afternoon, we met up with Melanie (our sweet friend who arranged our viewing of the ball) for a late lunch at WestWay Diner which we discovered (as we were leaving) was the birthplace of Seinfeld. What?! 

And how did we spend our last big night in NYC, The City that Never Sleeps? Snuggled up in our cozy hotel room having chili dogs and milkshakes delivered to us watching Family Feud until we fell asleep. We party hard. 

We checked out at noon on Tuesday, January 2nd and used our hotel's car service to get to LaGuardia where we ended up hanging out most of the day eating Auntie Anne's pretzels and reading because our flights kept getting delayed. We finally made it back home to sunny FREEZING COLD Florida just before 3 AM (thanks for picking us up from the airport, Dad!) on Wednesday, January 3rd. I'm not sure where my 80 degree weather went, but please come back!

All in all, fabulous trip and if you actually made it to the end of this post: God bless ya. 

Happy New Year!

New York : done.