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We're back from NY.

Since I didn't write about Friday, I'm going to try to recall what we did.

Friday, the day after Thanksgiving, we slept in until noon. We met Brody at the NY public Library with the lions out front (photo op). We didn't go inside.

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NY Public Library (brrr!)

B, Brody and I walked to 5th Avenue to see the flagship stores of every store you see in every mall in America. The stores were big. There were a lot of people everywhere and we were cold. I was bundled like an Eskimo, but still, I froze.

We went into H&M and Zara which were my favorite stores in France. Because there were SO MANY people and I'm having a "Sallie Mae Christmas," (Sallie Mae is the name of the college loan I'm currently paying off), I didn't feel like spending money.

ROCKefeller Ice Rink

It was cool to go into the stores and check things out. It was very, um, educational when we walked into the really, truly expensive jewelry stores and interesting to gauge people's reactions of us. Apparently, we don't stink of wealth. I didn't go near the Harry Winston.

We made our way down 5th Ave. to Central Park. We immediately recognized a very large rock that looked like the one in the movie Big Daddy with Adam Sandler. However, it may have been a rock masquerading as the movie rock. Yet another example of my knowlege of NY through the media.

We walked to a little bridge, took advantage of some photo ops and spied the ice skating rink. While my original plan involved ice skating, the thought of removing my shoes from my already frozen feet, to wear cold ice skates to stand on ice, lacked any appeal whatsoever.

We didn't skate.

It was afternoon and we had to eat. My pleas to try a hot dog from a street vendor fell on my brother's deaf ears. He has had 1 (one) hot dog from a cart his entire time in NY. My uncle dragged Brody down to the street to try one. We found a burger joint that was "one step down from a cafeteria" according to the Brodster. I had a burger with Wisconsin Cheddar and it was good, because I heart cheese.

I think I had 3 cups of hot chocolate that day.

After lunch, we took the subway to SoHo so B could get some snowboarding gear at Burton. Brody left us so he could go home to ready himself for the Broadway play that night.

B and I were out at dusk trying to stop a cab and so was the rest of the city. As the sun set, life became very cold. We gave up searching for a cab and entered the subway. This was our first encounter with the subway, without my brother or Lauren.

We were successful in figuring out where we were and where we needed to go, but then realized that it would take multiple transfers to get to from point A, to point B.

Up we went, out of the subway with four dollars wasted! But then, the NY god of tourism smiled down upon us, because when we reached street level, we were standing in front of a gas station packed with Taxis! We climbed in and made it back to our hotel.

Please see post "Back at Home Cont- Broadway Show" for the rest of the story.