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Caught the bus that runs along 34th street and eventually gets to the East River. There we bought ferry tickets and wandered around Midtown East, waiting for the next boat. We encountered a film crew while we were doing so — they were all dressed as doctors, so they may have been filming a commercial — and took photos of the United Nations building, which remains as iconic as it was in the days of the Man from UNCLE.
The ferry made its way from East 34th via Williamsburg down to Fulton Street, where we got off to explore parts of Brooklyn. After a bit of a wander, we stopped in Dumbo for a rather eccletic lunch. We ordered almond tea bread, ginger beer, and fries; what we got was an almond croissant, two cans of very odd craft beer, and, a lone success, an order of fries. After tasting the very suspicious contents of the cans, neither C nor I were keen to carry on but, being a braver man, C drank his despite the fact that as coeliac, he's not allowed to eat anything containing wheat. Fortunately, by some miracle, he wasn't affected and he lived to fight another day.
We braved the heat and humidity to walk back across Brooklyn Bridge; this more than lived up to expectations, with dramatic views and a pleasant breeze coming off the river.
The walk wasn't too strenuous and put us back close enough to downtown Manhattan that we walked to the 9/11 Memorial and the World Trade Centre site.
The 9/11 Memorial is beautifully done and very touching: pools of water falling into holes in the ground, with the names of the dead engraved into the surrounding metal. Talking to A afterwards, I said how struck I was by the Manhattan skyline and how different it looked without the twin towers; she said she couldn't remember it being any different because she hadn't seen it before 2001.
On the way home, we stopped for frozen yoghurt — a necessary restorative! — although I think it's pretty easy to tell whose pot is whose...
That evening, we went out for an evening on our own. We went up the Empire State Building just as the sun was setting, to take in the sites of New York by day and night, then, when we came down, we went for dinner at I Trulli on East 27th. The food was excellent: we both had superb mozzarella and tomato salad to start, cavatelli and a stake to follow, with a lovely cheese cake and GF fruit salad to finish. The bread was good — I enjoyed it, even if A couldn't eat it — while the ricotta that accompanied it was truly divine.
We had a really lovely evening. It was nice to be able to get dressed up in smart clothes, see the sites of New York, dine at a really good restaurant, and enjoy being on a highly sophisticated, grown-up date.
The ferry made its way from East 34th via Williamsburg down to Fulton Street, where we got off to explore parts of Brooklyn. After a bit of a wander, we stopped in Dumbo for a rather eccletic lunch. We ordered almond tea bread, ginger beer, and fries; what we got was an almond croissant, two cans of very odd craft beer, and, a lone success, an order of fries. After tasting the very suspicious contents of the cans, neither C nor I were keen to carry on but, being a braver man, C drank his despite the fact that as coeliac, he's not allowed to eat anything containing wheat. Fortunately, by some miracle, he wasn't affected and he lived to fight another day.
We braved the heat and humidity to walk back across Brooklyn Bridge; this more than lived up to expectations, with dramatic views and a pleasant breeze coming off the river.
The walk wasn't too strenuous and put us back close enough to downtown Manhattan that we walked to the 9/11 Memorial and the World Trade Centre site.
The 9/11 Memorial is beautifully done and very touching: pools of water falling into holes in the ground, with the names of the dead engraved into the surrounding metal. Talking to A afterwards, I said how struck I was by the Manhattan skyline and how different it looked without the twin towers; she said she couldn't remember it being any different because she hadn't seen it before 2001.
On the way home, we stopped for frozen yoghurt — a necessary restorative! — although I think it's pretty easy to tell whose pot is whose...
That evening, we went out for an evening on our own. We went up the Empire State Building just as the sun was setting, to take in the sites of New York by day and night, then, when we came down, we went for dinner at I Trulli on East 27th. The food was excellent: we both had superb mozzarella and tomato salad to start, cavatelli and a stake to follow, with a lovely cheese cake and GF fruit salad to finish. The bread was good — I enjoyed it, even if A couldn't eat it — while the ricotta that accompanied it was truly divine.
We had a really lovely evening. It was nice to be able to get dressed up in smart clothes, see the sites of New York, dine at a really good restaurant, and enjoy being on a highly sophisticated, grown-up date.
