When I was younger we frequently took trips to NYC to see the Rockets and the Christmas Tree at Rockefeller center for the holidays. In the summer, we’d go down and do some shopping in China Town, oh yeah, I was all about the fake designer bags. As I got older we went less and less, and then of course, I moved to California. I felt like I hadn’t been to the city in forever, so while I was home this year I forced my Dad and sister to take a trip down with me. For us, it’s an easy hour and a half ride on the train.
While on the train I mapped out a few places for us to hit. We were about to go full tourist mode. Starting from Grand Central Station, we decided we wanted to head up to The Natural History Museum. We took our time walking up, stopping quickly at Saks Fifth Avenue and ‘the tree’, both to be revisited when the sun went down. We continued along our route, walking through Central Park, stopping to see the ducks and ice skaters. Until we finally ended up on the Upper West Side at the museum. We hung out for a bit and then decided it was time for dinner.
So far we had walked about 2 miles, and the next leg of our journey was going to be another 30 blocks down through Times Square, and then onto an Irish Pub we found on Yelp. The walk didn’t look very long, in fact it was probably about as long as our walk to the Museum, however, this time we made no stops. This was when I started regretting wearing boots with a heel.
I held my own.
As we walked through Times Square we saw them setting up for the New Years celebration. The crowds were already pilling up, so we powered through as quickly as possible. Still on our mission for food. We were all starting to burn out when we sat down for dinner at Jack Doyles Irish Pub. We re-fueled with some drinks and good food. My sister and I finished off some burgers and my favorite French Onion soup.
I realized how sore I was when I stood up from the table at the end of our meal. All our muscles had atrophied while we were sitting. We knew the rest of our foot journey was going to be rough. But, how could we go to the city and not see the light displays at night?!
After 10 blocks or so we found ourselves in Rockefeller center admiring the grandest tree there is. It’s truly is a magical sight. Just around the corner and we were back at Saks Fifth Avenue. If you can’t see it in person, look up their light display online. It’s insane. It reminds me of something you would see at Disney. On top of that, all the store windows are intricately decorated. You can tell someone puts a lot of work into this production. And I’m sure the inside of the store is incredible too because the line to get inside is like an amusement park!
The cold was my biggest fear when I suggested we take this trip. Of course, it’s winter, and it had just snowed and the wind whipping around the buildings creates a painful type of cold. I’ve had some very bad experiences, if you couldn’t tell. This time, I was not about to play around.
Layers. And more layers.
My legs looked like sausages stuffed in my jeans. My bottom layer was a full spandex bodysuit, which I regretted every time I had to use the bathroom. Then, I had leggings, over the knee socks, thermal hiking socks, over the knee boots and jeans. No cold toes over here. On top, I wore a long sleeve shirt, a sweatshirt, a chunky knit sweater and my shearling coat (on sale now!!!). I tried to be fashionable, but I don’t know how these NYC bloggers do it. I couldn’t even take off my hat for the picture!