Martha and Hannah Take on NY City (part 1)

Hannah and I had a great weekend running around NY City. We stayed with my old friend Judy and her artist husband Danny in their apartment in the Bronx. They live within walking distance of the El, which is also the subway. The Line1 (red) train is a direct route to the heart of Manhattan and Judy was our tour guide..

On Saturday we caught a surprise (to us anyway) German Parade as we were on our way to Central Park and the Metropolitan Museum of Art.

We stood and watched the parade for a long time and then got the deal of a lifetime getting into the museum (Judy did it) where we toured an ancient Egyptian Temple, gazed at a few paintings, and took in almost the entire furniture section much to the dismay of Danny who wasn't there to deter us.
After taking in the view from the roof of the museum, we wore out our shoes traipsing through Central Park and over to Broadway.

(Yes, Sherri, we did check out the Ramble, and even with a  map one could probably get lost, if not for helpful New Yorkers who actually know which way to go...)

We passed Alice's Tea Cup on the way to find Beard Papa's where we purchased and devoured the world's best cream puffs. After an afternoon of walking and eating only apples, we were near to starving. That cold vanilla filling was wonderful!. Sadly, we did not return to Alice's for tea. I guess that will have to be saved for another trip...


After another jaunt down Broadway and a ride on the bus, we found our way to Lincoln Center. We sat in the grass across from Julliard where "August Rush" once went to school. (You did see that movie, didn't you?) Thanks to an old subway map, we took the wrong train from Lincoln Center, got to the Mexican restaurant later than anticipated, and missed out on a loosely planned evening activity. Every cab after dinner was full, so we gave up on seeing the show, headed for Times Square to take in the sights, and then back to the A Train for a ride home to the Bronx.

I was amazed to find that even after hours of walking, climbing hills and stairs, and chasing after Hannah and Judy, who both have longer legs than me, my body was still moving forward of its own accord. I amazed even myself by walking up the hill back to the apartment without collapsing once along the way. Sleep never felt so good.

(On Sunday we stayed in the Bronx. Stay tuned.)