NYC pt 2
Day 3 in NYC with a million hours long! Day 3 was also the day I had an epic meltdown. Thanks a lot, extreme heat!
The day started out with an iced Americano from Stumptown and then the best and biggest bagel I've ever eaten from Bagels & Schmear thanks to a tip from the bellman at our hotel & thanks to Regan for letting me know that if you're super legit you don't get your bagel toasted. The bagel was so giant I couldn't finish the whole thing and so delicious that I wish I would have brought a million of them back with me in my carry-on. I dream of that bagel!
^^Sesame seed bagel, cream cheese, lox^^
Gaby and I then hopped on the subway (where I found that the markets in the subway sell bottled water for $1 and grabbed a few for the trip, what a lifesaver!!) and headed north to Central Park, a must-see for both of us during our trip. We walked into the park and were immediately blown away by how gorgeous it was, especially in spots where you could see the buildings peeking out from behind all the greenery!
^^I mean, look at that!^^
^^Gaby playing photog in Central Park^^
^^Gaby and I trying to stay cool in the park^^
We didn't get very far into the park when we stopped to take some pictures on a bridge. This is the point where my meltdown started. We were using Gaby's fancy, new camera to take some pictures and it was fun and gorgeous, but it was on an unshaded, cement bridge in the middle of a park in the middle of a heat advisory. A few minutes after we walked off of the bridge I started feeling overheated but got distracted when we saw a giant, fluffy dog losing it. He couldn't walk, he was stumbling and finally laid down in the middle of the walkway while his owner shouted at him to get up and move. It was legitimately awful to watch. We couldn't stop talking about it for the rest of the trip. We hope you're OK poor bb dog.
After passing the dog we headed toward the middle of the park. I kept getting hotter and hotter, crankier and crankier. We stopped to sit down. I bought an ice cold bottle of water and was trying to get it down but having trouble. Eventually it was getting hard to walk and I was being short with Gaby because was feeling super sick. I'm pretty sure I was about to get heat stroke and die like that poor dog so I demanded that we get into some AC ASAP. I've had heat stroke once before and it was terrible. I wasn't about to have our trip ruined by a trip to the ER, so AC was necessary.
^^Look, it's a cute pic of me on a bridge in central park right before I lost my shit^^
We walked out of the park and up 5th Avenue until we hit the Metropolitan Museum of Art (the MET) and rushed inside. Ice Cold AC has never felt so good or been so necessary to my health! When we got inside we found some benches and sat for about 15 minutes to recover from the extreme heat and to check our phones courtesy of the free-museum-WiFi. Let this be a warning to all of you: never, ever, ever go in a giant-ass park in the middle of a literal heat advisory. Ever. Never! Bad idea!
After I'd at least partially pulled it together we got up and wandered around the museum. We walked through the ancient sculptures first (and I was a child and took a lot of snapchats of marble penises and face swaps with sculptures). Then we made a game plan and made our way to the American Paintings which we both loved so much. There were some really amazing paintings of Native American camps and old homesteads and beautiful mountain scenery. I could have looked at them for hours but eventually I started to get really hungry and tired (hint: my meltdown was not over) and the line for the café at the museum was about a hundred people long so we wandered out and grabbed some ice cream from a truck across the street.
^^face swapping with a sculpture like mature adults^^
^^We are mature adults pt. 2, featuring a sculpted penis^^
^^So happy for cold food (ice cream with sprinkles!!) across the street from the Met^^
After our ice cream we hopped in a cab to take us back to the subway station (it was wayyy too hot to walk 20 blocks) that would take us to the Express in SoHo which was doing a DryBar pop-up Gaby found and we though would be fun to hit. When we got off the subway we ended up walking the wrong way in the excruciating heat. I was getting cranky again. When we finally got into Express I was in a full blown rage, and trying to chug $1 subway water while I pretended to shop. Gaby ended up getting her hair done into a fabulous updo (fo free) while I sat next to her swatting the hairstylists away from my head, telling them with my eyes that if they touched me I would literally kill them, but with my words that I was too sweaty and gross and felt bed having them touch my nasty hair (but seriously, don't touch me or I will murder you). When we were done we headed back to Top Hops where Faith was pouring beers and where Mark was waiting for us. I love you, Top Hops.
At Top Hops there were ice cold beers and ice cold air conditioning and a million glasses of ice water and olives and pretzels (thanks to Faith) and after a few minutes there I felt a million times better. My hours and hours long heat-meltdown was finallyyyyyyyy over!! Hallelujah!
^^Me, Gaby and Mark at Top Hops. I'm the happiest I've been since my bagle at this point. Hooray for beer and food and AC!^^
Eventually we got hungry for some real food and headed to Café Gitane (the one on Mott St.) on recommendation from two different chef friends of Mark. They recommended the chicken sandwich with anchovies which Mark and I both got and was amazing (Organic roasted chicken, chipotle mayonnaise, fresh parmesan, roasted tomatoes on French baguette (anchovies [not] optional)) along with a bottle of the Pouilly Fuisse (white wine) to split between the three of us. It was a great recommendation and we were all so happy to eat a real meal.
^^Delicious chicken sandwich with a side salad and white wine^^
^^The three of us outside of Café Gitane^^
At the end of dinner our friend May came and met us. May is from Hood River (she and I used to work with at Ground a million years ago) and was in town practicing for an Opera she sang in a few weeks ago. We decided we should just continue drinking with May (duh) somewhere with AC (double duh) and headed to McSorley's on a tip from one of Gaby's coworkers. McSorley's is New York City’s oldest continuously operated saloon and they served the smallest beers I've ever seen that were half foam (no jokes) but the bar was super chill and we ended up ordering a few rounds (which was SO easy to do considering the beers lasted about 3 sips). Oh, also when we asked what kind of beers they had the bartender's response was "light beer or dark beer" lol. Okay then!
^^Bullshit McSorley's light beer^^
^^Gaby and McSorley! (lol, jk. That's actually some dude named Brennen who was serving us, but doesn't he look like he should be McSorley??^^
After McSorley's May headed home while Gaby, Mark and I hopped in an Uber and headed to the Standard Hotel at the Highline to hit up the rooftop bar we'd been hearing great things about! When we arrived we discovered that the bar was closed for a wedding (whatttt?) and the bouncer told us that the rental for the space was over $100,000. WHAT? After being told that no, we couldn't crash the wedding, and even if he did let us in we would be extremely underdressed and wouldn't blend in for even a minute (lol) we turned around and headed down the street to another bar. We ended up wandering into a restaurant/bar called the Spice Market which was the very best decision. They had some of the best drinks I've ever had! And there was a DJ, and a bachelorette party that looked like they were from the Jersey Shore which offered the best people watching.
^^Tiki Drink from the Spice Market FTW, sooo good!^^
^^Gaby and I enjoying our drinks at the Spice Market^^
While we were at Spice Market I got the BEST idea and immediately told Gaby and Mark that I had a surprise for them and ushered them into an Uber. The first stop was the John Dory Oyster Bar for Oyster Shooters and a few snacks. The oyster shooters were made up or a shot of tequila or gin, with celery salt and pickled pepper juice mixed in and then there was a raw oyster on the half shell on top. You ate the oyster first (we think) and then took the shot and they were sooo good. I could go for one right now. My liver on the other hand is glad I live so far away from those tasty, boozy treats!
^^Cheers! Oyster Shooters at the John Dory Oyster Bar^^
^^More oyster shooters! Cheers!^^
By the time we finished our food it was almost 1am and I ushered Gaby and Mark up the street and revealed that I was taking them up the Empire State Building. At 1am! It was genius, there was no line and almost no people up there and there was a lightening storm happening in the distance. It was perfect and they were both shocked it was still open!
^^Ready? Let's do this! To the top!^^
^^Views for days^^
^^One more. View from the top of the Empire State Building at 1am. Can you see the Flatiron Building down there in the middle of the pic?^^
Gaby was so happy to be in NYC she ended up crying happy tears and calling her mom from the top while Mark and I wandered around tipsy-ly, taking in the view. It was one of the most magical parts of our trip. I know I already said it, but the lightening storm was seriously awesome to watch from up there too!
^^Gaby and I at the top of the Empire State Building^^
After we were told the observation deck was closing and were taken back down to the bottom of the building, I had one last suggestion: Times Square. So that we could say we saw it. Because, when in NYC! We hopped in an Uber, got out and stood in Times Square for a few minutes before feeling overwhelmed and getting in another Uber back to our hotel.
^^Times Square at like 2:30am^^
^^Times Square selfie^^
When Gaby and I got back to our hotel we decided to hop in the photo booth in the lobby (duh!) before heading back up to our room to collapse in bed after the longest, best day.
^^Cheers^^

























































