NYC?! August 2018.

Sooo… My Dad dropped us off at Atlanta’s Hartsfield Jackson Airport to catch our flight to Copenhagen via New York’s JFK (FYI-currently their are no direct flights between ATL and CPH.) So far, so good.

Then, the delays started. Long story short, New York had really bad storms and stopped all incoming flights. So, we missed our connection to Copenhagen and got booked on the evening flight the next day. We decided to make the most of it, get a hotel room in the city, and go exploring before we had to leave. Lemonades out of lemons right?

Finally at JFK, now to find a hotel. 

Finally on the way up to our room. (We did run to the corner bodega to overpay for toothbrushes, toothpaste, and deodorant.) This was after 3 am. The kids were troopers. 

 

New day. With little sleep, no make-up, the same clothes (lucky me had worn flip flops,) and hauling our carry on luggage (large shoulder bag and three backpacks,) we ventured out for the day.

Our hotel was right around the corner from the Empire State Building.

 

The beautiful New York Public Library. I didn’t realize what a lovely building it was. 

The Original Winnie-the-Pooh exhibit.

 

Quick walk through Central Station. The ceiling was beautiful, it didn’t photograph well though.

 

The largest Catholic Cathedral in the U.S., St Patrick’s was built in the late 1800s. They were saying a mass, so we didn’t venture in too far. 

 

Rockefeller Center.

 

The Rockette’s home, Radio City Music Hall and 30 Rock, NBC Studios.

 

Times Square.

 

Lunch was Andrew’s favorite food- New York style pizza. This was probably his favorite part.

 

 

We got to explore Central Park.

 

By the time we had to catch a cab back to the airport, we were exhausted. It had been an unexpected, but fun day in the Big Apple. K’s final thoughts were, “New York smells like garbage.”

Finally, we are ready to go. Two new shirts later (the ones they wore all day were gross and sweaty), we headed back to CPH.

xoxo-sk

ps. Guess who we saw at the airport? Tim Tebow, the biggest Gator of them all. Andy controlled himself (barely.) He only slightly (kiddingly I think) insulted him once or twice. He was just as nice as you would expect.