Josh and I started our second day in New York in Times Square. We took the 2 train from 110th Street to West 42nd Street and started hunting for a show to see. We stopped at "Avenue Q," but they didn't have an afternoon matinee (they don't until later in the summer), we missed the 10 a.m. rush seats at "Chicago," the line was way too long at "Mamma Mia" and we entered (but did not win) the ticket lottery at "Wicked."
When we realized an afternoon show was probably out of the question we decided to have a day on the city, exploring as we pleased. We enjoyed Times Square, despite the fact that so many New Yorkers find it a totally gauche place, and did some serious shopping at H&M before making our way down Fifth Avenue from 42nd Street all the way to West 8th Street. Along the way we hit Kenneth Cole New York where Josh and I splurged on two absolutely gorgeous watches that perfectly fit each of our personalities. (No, really, they're hot watches.)
We worked up quite an appetite from all the shopping and decided that some good ol' New York style pizza was in order before we could finish taking on the city.
We thoroughly enjoyed Washington Square Park and walked around the neighborhood, hitting the NYU campus (which was gorgeous) and we discovered a part of the Village, around Bleecker and MacDougal, that made us drool by simply imagining what it'd be like to have an apartment there.
Then Josh and I made the brave and fabulous decision to walk all the way home from Washington Square Park, a 100-block trek. It was a fantastic seven-mile adventure that landed us at another H&M where we bought more clothes and brought us by the Trump Tower, Tiffany & Co., the Plaza, through Museum Mile, and some of the most fabulous real estate in the city. It was absolutely worth it.
We took this snapshot in the East 90s on our way back to the apartment. The sun was setting over the reservoir in Central Park and the way the sun came through the trees and behind the legendary apartment buildings of Central Park West was breathtaking.
Back at David's apartment we ordered Chinese take-out from Yaon Ming Garden before getting ready to go out for the night. We decided to go to Phoenix, an intimate and low-key gay bar in the Village. We met up with some of David's friends there and made new friends of our own (including one cutie who gave his phone number) before we caught a cab home at the end of a long, but definitely fabulous, second day in New York.
