sunday morning, we woke up and ordered room service. it was outrageously expensive (we paid more for our breakfast in bed than we do for most of our dinners out), but it was so lovely to relax in our bed and just have breakfast brought to us. not to mention, it was delicious. i had cinnamon raisin challah french toast with a mixed berry mascarpone. it was heavenly. after we finished our breakfast, matt got in the shower and i lounged around a bit more. finally, i got in the (rain) shower and then we headed out to catch the subway up to 72nd street. the subway was right outside our hotel, so it was really easy. we took the c train north and got off at 72nd street.
i have been in new york city what feels like a gazillion times and have never once seen the dakota building or the john lennon memorial in central park. so we decided we'd stop there on our way up to the american museum of natural history. standing in the place where john lennon once lived and where he was shot and killed was an odd feeling. i have been a beatles fan for as long as i can remember, and john was by far my favorite. after the beatles split, he became such an outspoken advocate for peace and understanding, and everything he wrote, spoke, and sang about has always deeply resonated with me. after standing there and admiring the dakota for a few minutes, we crossed the street and walked into central park to strawberry fields, the section of the park dedicated to the memory of john lennon. we stopped very briefly at the memorial and took a few pictures and then walked through the park up to 77th street to the museum.
|guard tower outside the dakota|
|the gate and driveway where john lennon was shot|
|in central park|
almost 16 years ago, 3 of my very best friends and i sat, huddled with about 700 other cheerleaders, on those front steps, waiting for the 1996 macy's thanksgiving day parade to begin. it was 18-degrees out, freezing drizzle, and we could not have been more cold. but it was one of the most exciting days of my life, and i wouldn't trade it for the world. we marched in that parade, cheering our hearts out, and then performed out dance at herald's square like it was the last dance we'd ever do. i will never ever forget that day. it has such a special place in my heart.
anyway, after i got my fill of nostalgia, we headed into the museum. we only really had about an hour, so we headed straight up to the 4th floor to check out the dinosaurs. you guys, dinosaurs are so cool. once we finally finished gawking at the fossils and bones and marveling at their size, we went down to the african mammals exhibit. if you ever get a chance to see the museum of natural history, please take more time to wander through all the animal exhibits. they are just amazng, and i really wish we'd had more time.
|huge prehistoric turtle|
|matt calls me cheetah and padfoot is little cheetah. i know, he's weird|
unfortunately, we had a bus to catch, so we caught the subway back to the hotel, hopped in a cab, and got back on the bus to head home.
it was a short weekend, but i'm so glad we got the chance to get a way for a bit.