Burn the Checklist in NYC Pt2

Sunday saw us seeing sights north of our hotel and first up was one of my highlights for this trip, Grand Central Terminal. I was particularly interested in seeing this and especially the central clock, made of gold with a pearl face, worth around US$11m and an iconic figure seen in a lot of films and shit. The place was epic and had a really old and grand vibe about it. We had to check out the Whispering Gallery, down stairs by the famous Oyster Bar. Here, the architecture of the curved ceiling allows you to speak while standing in the corner facing the wall, and someone else can hear what you are saying while standing in the diagonally opposite corner. Morty and I checked it out and it works really well. It was freaking cool!

Quack! The Whispering Gallery with it's curved ceiling.

Dark, mysterious, moody and... romantic? Not when it's just me and Morty!

The Central Clock.

Made from pearl and gold.

Grand Central Terminal.

The facade.

It was cold again today. I made Morty stand in the stinky sewer steam so I could get a photo with that cool bridge in the background. "Thanks Morty", that shit stunk!

We headed toward the Chrysler building to buy coffee and use the Starbucks free WiFi and then on to the Rock.

Front of the Chrysler.

The Rockefeller is the tallest skyscraper in NYC. We didn't really have plans to go up to the viewing platform, but following on from our luck from the day before, we noticed the line was tiny, so we headed on up. It cost $22. What ensued was the greatest sights of New York I could have hoped for! Expansive views across all districts of Manhattan. It was awesome!

Skyline NYC.

Nice view of Central Park.

Gruffs w/ the Empire State Building behind them.

On the way to Central Park, stopped at a street vendor for a chicken gyro. My sister had told me I "had to it". The dude had no prices displayed and we knew we got "tourist'd" when he charged us $7 a piece! The cocksucker had us (they're usually about $5.80 or so). We groveled at him and paid up. I tried to justify it by thinking the prices were higher cause of location (the heart of the city) and because his cart was so much more visibly cleaner than others I'd seen. Still... "Cocksucker!".


In Central Park, we walked from the southwest corner, through the center and around 3/4 the way up in the northwest pocket. The lake was frozen over and looked amazing. The cold made the walk easy in one sense but it also deteriorated our muscles and bones and pretty soon, we were looking for a subway. But not before passing back via the Strawberry Fields and past the hotel where John Lennon lived and consequentially, was shot and murdered outside of in 1980.

Weird gazebo, Central Park.

Ball field in Central Park.

This has been in a lot of movies I think... Central Park.

We could still see footprints in the ice. Some people have to fall to natural selection, I suppose.

Iconic bridge.

At strawberry Fields.

Amish tomfoolery at Central Park West.

Lennon's final residence.

I took a photo of a NYPD cop car without getting my face ground up in the gutter with a knee in my back. It's a win in my book!

We had to stop at our favorite pharmacy on the way home for some final supplies. We love this place... So many memories.

We kept it quiet the last night. We were fucked from two days of cold hiking through the city. We got some food and watched the NBA Allstars match, before packing our bags for Washington the next day.

Location:NYC