... pre-Christmas shopping.
The unexpected gift, a huge, never even remotely hoped: New York.
Distances are now easily extend beyond borders, but I had never crossed the ocean.
Before New York only minivan with wings.
How exciting! (See also squeezes)
Recorded: but how much alcohol deploy in flight?
Reminder for the next trip: drink more.
But I had to study the guidance and suggestions from friends and amicicci and travelers, to optimize the time and program pathways shopping-culture-compatible.
also had to be polished to complete the I-94W paper form and correctly answer domende: you have infectious diseases? mental problems? are you involved in espionage or terrorist? Have you ever kidnapped children to parents U.S. citizen? The last
clearly referring to Cicciolina. What
Umar Farouk Abdul Mutallab have failed about crime because of the near post has peeked his answer?
We landed at 14.30 local time all'areoporto JFK: I gained the illusion of a visit to the ringed MOMA and the MET the very first day, but between controls and transfer to the hotel is the second gradient.
took fingerprints of the thumb and palm of both hands and took pictures of her face, shocked by the journey.
I think the picture is Tiziana were issued immediately to all shop assistants of the tourist circuit: this month the insured salary.
Taken possession of the room, finally MOMA. The
our hotel was near Times Square, on the 40th and the museum about 54 °, a first Sgambati between colors lights noises (and distances) of the Big Apple.
Friday is the day of the opening night of the museum and also with access and free guides. Maybe too many people, but with the I-pod on the Muse, lost to the salt has been refined. And when they had admired in Amsterdam, the exhibition Vang Gogh and the Colors of the Night, I found myself here, beautiful
(Vincent van Gogh The Starry Night The Starry Night-Saint-Remy, 1889) Then Travel State Building Observatory Empire State Building. I was afraid at my reaction, but the view of New York at night has given way only to amazement, eyes wide jaw drop.
The camera did not last!
The first awakening is always on vacation in that bubble of loss that makes you think: where I am? Latvian
in the comfortable, beautiful room of the super property in New York City: LEGENDARY! Prestigious
breakfast bacon and eggs "over easy . Other
Incidentally, my English is awkward (but who speaks Italian better than Tiziana stronger) and only now, thanks to wikipedia to discover its meaning. To make it clear that the preferred undercooked I hear a sound like blblblbl with accompanying hand movement vibrantina.
The waiter, before I had smiled pleasantly and tried to interact walked away with a grimace of resignation.
Purchase of Metrocard, destination Battery Park where we took the ferry to Staten Island , free, offering a beautiful view of Ellis Island, the Statue of Liberty and city skyline.
The rain has dampened my enthusiasm and hiking, so I Tiziana Chiara and we climbed up to the Century 21 Broadway, near Ground Zero for the first purchase: the girls pawed.
The late afternoon of my own for the Metropolitan Museum of Art on Friday and Saturday is open until 21. But it was not enough. Too good, too big, too little time.
While extending beyond the section of European painting, I could only swallow.
Mille exhibitions in one, whole rooms devoted to Van Gogh, Rembrandt, Corot, to name a few. A pictorial apotheosis.
New York, of which I have visited only a portion of the classic cycle tour of Mahattan, has thousands of scenarios, a thousand sights and leave you stunned by all the proportions, the beauty, wonder also linked to a familiar having seen so many times in movies or television that trovarsele front, live, is a little 'effect Caramba! But having to respond to a friend who asked me what I prefer, the MET was my answer.
However, waiting for me to go to dinner at Churrascaria Plataforma Rodizio , where we ate very well. The website is horrible but the outstanding cuisine. Among the well-stocked buffet of appetizers including excellent sushi.
Sunday.
Shopping shopping shopping, however, walking through Soho. Very nice.
A highlight of a busy morning, we rolled out our "Gift verso" in an anonymous dark little bar where I ate the most delicious sandwiches of the earth: HOT Pastrami With melted Swiss sandwiches with potato chips or salad at the Broome Street Bar . We happened by chance because what was shown on the guide away and we were tested, there was fantastic.
Fourth Day, Monday. This time, the 5th Ave
: that glossy. Obligatory stop at Rockefeller Center, which has its own charm ...
After we ventured in search of creams too expensive, pretentious and deluded lord of Rimini Well, finally Central Park, enjoyed the best way possible: a biting Panozzo with the world purchased at a kiosk in the corner.
I must say that I greatly apprezzatto also the culinary aspect of New York, though, I admit, I am a sewer!
Beautiful, beautiful as hell.
Tuesday, after suffering so much shopping, resulted in a disproportionate number of bags, I have gained the freedom!
Grand Central Terminal Frick Museum, Brooklyn, where I saw the oldest house in NY, The River Cafe, I could see only from outside because we had to cenarci make a reservation by Italy, and finally the bridge all in one sunny morning.
and travel in search of the Cat cap, before the group to regroup for the return home.
Tiziana, who knows what you will give me next year?
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