So far, so good. Unfortunately, it turned out to be San Jose, California, rather than Costa Rica (written as CA not CR - an easy mistake, I swear!).
So at 9pm I found myself all packed and ready to go at the airport with no plane in the foreseeable future. Having said to other travelers a few times that I'd had an incredibly smooth trip so far, all I could do was laugh - which I'm sure the other travelers found a little strange. I quickly booked another flight, triple checking that it was for the right place on the right date. This one left at 7am so I decided to just spend the night in the airport.
|Finally made my flight!|
This is Gloria, by the way. I got her while at Disney and we travel together. I can't fit her in my pack so she's usually under one arm (something airport security always seems to get a kick from - she's very popular) and I'm usually wearing a Madeline hat because it also can't be packed. Basically, I look about 12 and completely incompetent to be travelling alone.
Everyone was incredibly nice, someone carried my bag, someone gave me a free subway card and about 20 people gave me directions. I was also invited to a bar by some lovely young men just arrived from Rhode Island who insisted my bag would be fine and they'd carry it all the way home after! Sadly I had to refuse!
Eventually after three subway rides and an 11 block hike with my huge and unwieldy bag in tow I arrived at about midnight.
Mum and I had the 12 Apples tour booked for the next morning, so headed off for that early. It had been warm, so she advised me not to wear too many layers. What a mistake - turned out to be a freezing day dropping to about 10 degrees and raining. I toughed it out in some tiny shorts and a blazer, eventually being given a pity poncho by one of our fellow tourists. Luckily I have a great relationship with ponchos!
The tour was amazing! Our guide, Greg, had been an actor on Broadway for 25 years and rattled off anecdotes about Bob Dylan amongst historical dates, all with great charisma.
We started out on Broadway.
This is Yoko Ono's apartment, it's in the famous Dakota building. Do you see the railing just below the roof? That whole floor is hers.
This the the John Lennon 'Imagine' memorial that it overlooks. There is a legend that there's a small vial of his ashes donated by Yoko underneath. Someone tried to pry up the tiles to get to it once but luckily wasn't successful.
|This is the bridge that Kevin runs over in Home Alone|
This room is amazing. It leads to the formal area - the only part of central park with straight lines. The reason for the curves is particularly amusing - they didn't want hot blooded young men drag racing the horses! It is also exquisitely tiled with amazing paintings - les trompe-l'oeils (tricks of the eye) which appear 3D.
This is sheep park. So called because during the depression they wanted to keep people from trying to live there so the filled it with grazing sheep. But it was the depression and the sheep started to go missing... After that they were moved out to the boroughs.
This is at the bottom of the Dakota and is right where Lennon was shot.
They had some pretty interesting food there!
This was the gathering point immediately following 9/11. At that time it was completely covered in dust from the collapse. It was completely undamaged though, despite other buildings around it suffering.
Day 2: We began by hitting up the Top of the Rock.