Perfect Fall Day in NYC

Saturday was THE perfect fall day in NYC. The sun was shining, the air was warm yet a little crisp, I had a pumpkin spice latte in hand and Michaela by my side as we set off to do some exploring in Central Park (CP). We passed a street fair near Grand Central but only allowed ourselves to look for 5 minutes since we were meeting our friend Lauren, and of course that's never enough for all the sights and smells a street fair has to offer! We took the train to the Upper West, met up with Lauren and started our journey.

Usually when I go to CP I enter from the Southeast side so I was excited to explore some new areas. We started off at Strawberry Fields, the memoir to John Lennon, then made our way to The Mall. The colors were just perfect and there was just the right amount of leaves still on the trees and on the ground. Unfortunately, my camera battery died but Michaela was gracious enough to let me borrow hers so that way I'd have something to show you to prove what a wonderful day it was!

John Lennon tribute

Lauren & me

YAY for Fall! please excuse the ICS
(Inner Child Syndrome)

Lauren & Michaela

Michaela led us to the Boathouse in CP for drinks and some good people watching. A few more friends joined us and while it was fun, we all lamented about how sad it is that it gets dark SO early now! The Boathouse was closing so we made our way out of the park, each making our way to various places in the city. Michaela, Erin and I made a quick dash into Tiffany's but the crowd was a bit too overwhelming so we made our way home.

After a little down time, a quick change of clothes, a PB&J, and some phone calls it was time to meet Micheala (MC) for round 2! We were supposed to meet Fiona & Sean, some Irish travel engineers (I met them a month ago at an Irish Bar and they were hilarious!) down at the Pour House but the PATH (transportation from NJ) was shut down and it took them forever to get a cab so we had our own little Prosecco date. They FINALLY got a ride so we went to catch a cab downtown. We probably spent at least 20 minutes trying to hail a cab, but they were all full so we gave in and got a "gypsy cab". These are the black town cars that don't charge rates based on distance, it's just a flat rate, cash only, and usually runs about $25 no matter how near or far you're going. MC worked her magic, bargained a lower rate, and we were off.

We didn't have to wait too long for the Irish crew, and soon enough it turned into a mini Irish convention as they found several more countrymen. There's something about the accent, everything just seems funnier and their reactions to things are more comical. One "bloke" was telling us about the date he'd had earlier in the night and couldn't believe that the girl wanted to end it with going out for tea. It's not really that funny, but to hear him tell it and see his face, it was! Needless to say, many good times were had last night and I can now check off "a great night out in NYC" from my Bucket List!