Boxing Day was, to the say the least, a little depressing. It started out well, we shopped and ate our way down Bleecker Street, then it started pouring. We couldn’t enjoy Greenwich, had trouble looking for NYU, and we certainly didn’t want to risk overcrowding by going to the sales. So what did we do? We decided to try our luck, and see if we could get on the ferry to see the Statue of Liberty. Bad idea. It was foggy, wet, and bleak. There were no cruises going to the Liberty Island, and through the fog, we could barely see anything from Battery Park. Downtown was Ghost-town. We ended up loitering around, chatting about anything we could think of, and then headed to db Bistro Moderne for (gah) a slightly disappointing dinner. Boohoo, life sucks when the weather is bad. Even the Empire State Building disappeared in the fog.
But look what came up on our last day in NYC…..the sun! The Empire State Building came back too, looking very bright and cheery! We left for Sunday brunch at The Oak Room, which was one of our favourite highlights in our trip, and shopped around for a bit (where else but Bergdorf Goodman, which is just opposite The Plaza?). Then we decided to get back to Battery Park and see the Statue of Liberty, since the weather was good.
It was beautiful at BatteryPark. The sun was at a high, skies were really clear (they’d better be because the grey clouds should have been rained out the day before). We were greeted by The Sphere, which survived the 9/11 attack at World Trade Center and was relocated to Battery Park as part of a memorial.
We tried to get ferry tickets to see Miss Liberty, but we were too late. Everyone must have missed out on it during foggy Boxing Day, and came back in throngs to catch the ferries when the sun returned. This only meant two things – I bitched about how the zoom function on my camera was too inadequate to get a decent pic of the lady, and insisted to M that we have to come back to NYC.
Since we couldn’t get on the ferry, we strolled around in Battery Park, people-watched, soaked up the sun, and took our time to say goodbye to NYC. It is one of the few times that I was feeling reluctant about going home. Maybe NYC was too wonderful, maybe I was dreading to return to my awful routine at work and loneliness in London, maybe it was both, I don’t know. But I hope to visit NYC again. I thought going to another city for Christmas was a bad idea when M suggested it, but NYC took me my surprise and left me wanting more. Thanks to M’s persistence, I’m happy to say that I loved NYC and we’ll be back!