One of the things I've been looking forward to for several months was our girls trip to NYC. We try to mix a teensy bit of sight- seeing slash educational activity in so that we don't have to tell our husbands what the trip really is ... A shopping trip. We shop 'til we drop and think it's the most fun thing ever. Because it is.
And honestly, our husbands are probably happy to be off the hook of us wanting them to take us on said trip.
We started counting down the days until we were reunited again almost a month ago and were literally squealing in the immediate days before. We would send each other hilarious (well, we thought they were hilarious) pics and videos doing happy dances and giddy smiles of excitement. Our husbands even started in on it too ... Although they were just mocking us. But, believe me there was no way to rain on our parade.
Monday morning I set off on quite an adventure. I drove to the Newark International Airport in NJ to park my car and ride a train into the city. I almost broke into tears SEVERAL times out of being utterly overwhelmed and confused ... But, I finally made it. I think I thought since it was just a few hours away, driving was a no-brainer. However, looking back it would have been much less stressful and actually less expensive to just fly. Yikes. Wish I would have known that before. I had a friend who lives in NYC who walked me through the process through email before I left ... it sounded easy enough. But, actually doing it really wasn't. The fact that the NJ transit/train system and subway system is for the general public's intelligence level is beyond me ... I have never felt more stupid in my whole life.
I'll leave it at that ... Let's just say it was a very humbling experience.
Here I am setting out ... Ignorance is bliss apparently.
Here I am a few short hours later riding around the Newark airport on the AirTran that I thought was going to bring me to Penn Station. It really just went around and around the airport. Only took me 30 minutes to figure that one out ... Mmm Hmm.
Mom, Rach and SB also had a wee bit of drama after missing their 6:30 am flight.
They're the cutest.
I look orange here ... I have no idea why. Hopefully it was just strange lighting.
Second side note: We were so confused at why it took ten minutes to get some help in the Saks Shoe Dept. Then I looked down and BUSTED out laughing. It was even funnier in person, promise.
One of the best things we did was go to Ground Zero, walk through the museum, memorial, and St. Paul's Chapel.
It was beautiful, emotional and they have truly made beauty out of ashes. I can't believe it's already been eleven years.All I could think about was what I would have done if I had been there with babies. A'l the people searching for loved ones ... It still breaks my heart eleven years later.
Speaking of my people, Emily Brown was in town for market for Tulips in Little Rock and we met up with her for dinner. She is SO fun and I always have so much fun with her sweet self.
Don't Tell Mama"s for more fun.
SaraBeth's and then went to shop some more. By this time I was wearing thin ... It's just a LOT of going and walking!
That night SB and I went to dinner and shopped some more while the rest of the crew went to the Lion King. I knew I would regret it later (and I do) but I just couldn't do another thing. I think Sarah Baker and I had showered and were in bed by 9.
The last morning we woke up and ate at a fun place by our hotel, Juniors and then did ... dun dun ta dunnn: MORE shopping.
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone