In case you haven’t been keeping track…. We are now on day THREE of our New York City adventure.
Each night we have come back to the hotel, I was absolutely sure my feet were going to fall off and that they were going to be so swollen in the morning that I wasn’t going to be able to stand on them.
Every morning, I would slide out of bed…. and be absolutely amazed that my feet were still attached, no longer swollen, and still working!
Day one was an 11 hour day, Day two was 18 hours, and now we are about to embark on Day three, which will turn out to be a 19 hour day…. ( yes, you may groan in sympathy…)
But I get ahead of myself…. I must start at the beginning.
Up at 4 am…..
Get kids up at 4:30…. we are receiving much resistance today… they are past the point of caring that there is a parade…. they are exhausted, our sweet cajoling voices are lost on the poor things..
We pry them out of bed by 4:45 slide clothes over their heads and up their legs while they stand there, half comatose….
Prop them up in the elevator, and meet with tour guide barbie in the lobby.
The rush of frozen air as we walk outside is and instant eye opener, and they are awake and ready to go.
The pictures don’t lie.
We were feeding them cookies for breakfast.
Anything to keep them awake.
We walk around Columbus Circle, and land a spot that is on the Circle, and slightly to the right of the entrance to Trump Hotel and Tower. We are RIGHT ON THE CURB… the front row baby!
Amy lays out her hotel towel and lays down for a nap… Tour guide Ken (a.k.a. Brent) puts in his earphones and does the same….