NYC - Day 6

After all of the ripping and running yesterday, we wanted day 6 to be a lot more chill. So we woke up and headed out for a little "breakfast".



After grubbing on the 'dogs, we headed up Central Park West. One of the things on my NYC to do list was to go to The Dakota, the building where John Lennon lived and was killed by punk ass Mark David Chapman. Granted, I was only 6 when it happened, but I'm a fan of all things Lennon post-Beatles. I really vibe with hippy-Lennon.






We continued to take in The Dakota for a few more moments as I explained the death of John Lennon to my girlfriend (who was -2 when it happened!).Then we crossed the street and headed over to Strawberry Fields, the memorial to John Lennon at Central Park.






Now it's time for a leisurely stroll through Central Park, and we couldn't have picked a better day to do so.







Time for a snack from the world's slowest crepe chef. Up until this point I was snagging a hot dog every other block. Not one of my best eating days in NYC.



We decided to grab a bike cab (?) to take us back to Central Park South, near our hotel.



We were charged $30 for a ride that lasted less that 15 mins. Stupid tourists. Whatever.

'Twas now time to head back to our hotel to get ready for our big night on the town with my NYC peeps. The first stop, Latin Quarters in midtown.




On the way there we saw a fender-bender. I was awe-struck that there aren't more accidents on the streets of NYC since everyone is driving like a bat out of hell, so when I finally came across one, it screamed Kodak moment. It's amazing that a cab wasn't involved in this one.




The funny thing about NYC is that there are so many g'damn people and if they all waited for the weekend to go out no one would have a good time because you would just end up crowd-surfing the all night. So shit here pops off every night of the week. People were lining up outside of Latin Quarters at 6pm!! You'll never see a happy hour in LA like this. Ever.




Once inside, it was time for the salsa king to cut loose!! OK, I'm just kidding. I'm what you call a living room salsa dancer. My game wasn't ready for the big time. Eventhough I've been professionally trained in the discipline of salsa dancing (read: a 4 week course) I wasn't ready to strut my stuff in front of all the nuyoricans. So I opted to drink and catch-up with my buddies from high school while E danced the night away with people better equipped to dance salsa in our group.















We camped out at LQ's for a bit, and this it was off to The W Hotel which was right across the street.





We chilled there for a drinky-drink then hopped in a limo to the OTHER W Hotel in Times Square.











Great times.

Here are some more pics of day 6. Click on the pic to advance to the next.






Time to call it a night, detox, and rest up for our last day!

Labels: nyc, travel

posted by Bdub at 9:09 AM