We spent a couple hours in Times Square where the blue-scrolling-latest-news-ticker-thing announced the deaths of Michael Jackson and Farrah Fawcet.
It was a hot, hot day.
Today, Friday, was Day 3.
We didn't actually leave our suite til 3 pm.
Don't get me started.
Anyway - we spent a few hours in at the Metropolitian Museum of Modern Art:
A few minutes after this was taken, dark clouds rolled in and the most epic thunder, lightning and rain storm EVER happened. We ducked into one of those fancy-schmancy apartments on Park Ave and waited it out. Trust me when I tell you that I have NEVER seen rain like that before. And the thunder? Loudest in the history of my life. Lightning? Right above our heads. A most memorable New York moment.
Once the rain let up a bit I bought an umbrella. Then it stopped raining completely. We took the subway to SoHo so the kids could shop for a few hours.
The sky was amazing, post storm:
Just before we went to the Comedy Club at 9:45 pm, the kids bought 14 hamburgers:
The Comedy Theater we went to was So. Funny. So, so, funny. Unfortunately there were only 19 people in the audience, which made it a little uncomfortable for a few seconds. But they were good. And it was awesome.
Not ready to call it a night, we stopped in at Rigley's Believe it or Not Museum. Interestinggggg.
We're home now. It's midnight your time, and 3 am here. The car alarms keep going off in our neighbourhood I will never recommend to anyone ever that they stay in Harlem. It's just plain scary here. Our turkish cab driver was nervous dropping us off. (He was jumped by 4 black men a few months ago and stabbed in the neck a few blocks from this suite.) I haven't seen any women or children on our block - just lots of loitering males. And a good portion of the brownstones are vacant and boarded up. Good thing we brought our guardian angels along on this trip. :)
Three things I'm thankful for:
1. Moments of laughter today.
2. My knee isn't getting worse.
3. Facebook chats with my sister.