Wednesday, May 29, 2013

taking a bite out of the big apple

Joey and I took a big leap over the weekend:

We went on our first vacation post-baby. By ourselves.

Granted, it was not a long trip. We left late Friday night and returned Monday afternoon. But it was still a huge step. This was the first time we both left K with someone else, other than a handful of nights in the NICU.

She stayed with my mom, so she was in excellent hands. I think both of them are exhausted from the experience. :) We purchased the WiFi at the hotel so we could FaceTime with her, though I think she was more confused/upset over the fact that we were "stuck in a screen."

Meanwhile, Joey and I hopped on a plane to New York City. The original plan was to go up there to see a show: Breakfast at Tiffany's. It's one of my favorite movies, and I was ecstatic to learn last year that it would be made into a Broadway show. We'd been planning this for months, to go up and see it the weekend of our fifth anniversary. We bought tickets before the show even opened. Then, about a month ago, I got an email saying that the show was cancelled due to less-than-stellar reviews and low ticket sales. Cue disappointment. BUT, New York just so happens to be one of our favorite cities. So we decided to keep our travel arrangements and head up there anyway.

Our flight was delayed coming in on Friday night, so we didn't arrive at the hotel until after 1 a.m. on Saturday morning. Even though New York is the city that never sleeps, we opted for bed rather than venturing out that late.

Saturday's weather was awful. It was cold, windy, and rainy. We had brunch near Central Park, but couldn't eat outside, and when we arrived at our planned indoor activity (MoMA) it was PACKED. Everyone else had the same idea. Not willing to wait over an hour for tickets, we did some shopping instead and then headed back to the hotel for a much-needed nap. Luckily, it cleared up enough for us to venture out a little later to the Brooklyn Brewery, dinner, and a quick visit to the Top of the Rock.

Sunday was a much better day weather-wise. We had tickets to the 9/11 Memorial first thing in the morning. I'm glad we went. It was a humbling experience. I've stood on that ground several times, and it always amazes me to experience the transformation: from tall buildings, to a burial ground, to a construction site, and now to such a peaceful place. I loved seeing all of the people from different countries, different backgrounds, there to pay their respects.

After the memorial, we headed uptown to see if the wait for MoMA was any better, and it was. We spent a couple of hours walking the halls, admiring the artwork. When we were done at the museum, we stopped by Shake Shack for lunch. I've been to New York numerous times, but I've never eaten at Shake Shack. It was good. Not great, just good. I think it was a little overhyped, but then again I'm also picky about my hamburgers since I've only been eating them for a couple of years. (Though Joey didn't think it was great, either, and he's a hamburger connoisseur.)

We did a little bit more shopping in SoHo after lunch, and then headed back to the hotel to rest before dinner. We decided to make reservations for the same restaurant we ate at on our last visit to the city: Marc Forgione. We had such a wonderful meal there the first time, and this time was no exception. In fact, I'd venture to say that this year's dinner was better. If you're ever in New York, I highly recommend. It's reasonably priced as far as "fancy" restaurants go, and their food is incredible. After dinner and drinks, we were so full, we could barely walk back to the hotel and we were in bed by 10. (I know. We're old.)

Monday morning was relaxed. We took our time getting ready and eating breakfast, and then wandered around the city a bit before it was time to go - walking through Battery Park, around Union Square, and back around the Financial District.

As nice as it was to take some time for ourselves, it was even better to get back home after this crazy month of traveling and other obligations. NOW I feel like we can finally relax. Starting with this weekend: doing nothing!


Rebecca said...

Sounds like a great trip!

That's an awesome step to take, too -- going away on your own! I'm hoping we can do it at some point!!

It Is What It Is said...

It is so lovely that you have family to care for your daughter. Our older son is 6 and we've still never been away together without him. And, now that we have #2, I don't foresee that happening for years.

I so wish that I had been younger when I had children so that the family we do see might have been of more help or I wish there was a real alternative, but, no.

Congrats on your respite. Don't take it for granted.

Rach said...

Sounds So Fun. We Have Not Went On A Vacation Yet But Hopefully Soon. That Sucks The Show Was Canceled.