Over the Thanksgiving break last November, Stephen and I went to New York City for a quick 3-day vacation. We had a lot of fun in the Big Apple and ran around like two young, wide-eyed tourists strung out on caffeine (oh wait, we were) doing what would take most middle-aged Midwesterners two weeks to do in three days.
In New York, we:
took a Subway tour through Queens, ate a piroshki lunch in Williamsburg, got a tour of Vice magazine/website/records headquarters, checked out KCDC skateshop, felt poor walking down Wall Street, looked for the missing Bible in the Federal Building, saw the New York Stock Exchange, saw the Statue of Liberty during our walk through Battery Park, drank a coffee with pretty girls in Greenwich Village, found the Department of Journalism at New York University, had a nice conversation with the Forbes Magazine front desk security guard, hung out in Union Square, watched the video premiere of “Heima” in Brooklyn while drinking free Pabsts, ate hip vegan pizza, saw Tech N9ne perform at the Knitting Factory, people-watched in Grand Central Station, got a personal tour of the New York Times' new headquarters in Times Square, took the tour of the United Nations headquarters, got lost on the subway, looked up from beside the Empire State Building, visited the New York Public Library, walked through a Jack Kerouac exhibit, listened to skate-punk while skating the infamous Autumn Bowl in Brooklyn, made a nice omelette-breakfast, got a personal Columbia University Graduate School of Journalism tour, strolled through Central Park, watched Kermit the Frog inflate at the unofficial Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade inflation party, wandered among dinosaur skeletons in the American Museum of Natural History, reminisced at the Brooklyn Banks, got lost in the projects, skated through Rockefeller Center, walked through Times Square after dark and ate “real New York pizza” at Ray's.
And a couple photos, compliments of Stephen: