Day two of our USA trip started out all wrong. The boys had obviously missed the executive memo outlining the basic concepts of travel. To start out with, they didn't sleep in. Their blatant disregard for the sanctity of jet lag didn't bother me in the slightest until they burst into our room at half past early and started screaming frantically about how much they like American cereal. Super. How is their coffee?
After several pots of black gold, we rounded up Puff, Crunch and Pebbles and hit the streets. My gut's first stop was a bagel factory, where the boys found it rather cool to a) actually find a place that sells bagels and b) to buy a bagel that was strawberry flavored. Thankfully, the deep-fried bacon bagel covered in chocolate sprinkles was sold out.
After 'Breakfast for Bonzos', we moved deeper underground.
Our kids go to Subways all the time, but I don't think this prepared their ears for the real McCoy.
Shortly after getting on the subway, a guy walked in carrying a boom box. He placed it down on the ground and then began doing things to a pole that I've only imagined Angie doing.
By the time we made it downtown, the morning's sugary milk buzz was wearing off. Luckily, David's adrenaline compass guided us to the Hershey store, home of the World's largest Reese's Peanut Butter Cups. Love is...
After an unhealthy shock to their system, we decided it was time for a healthy snack. We couldn't find that anywhere, so we decided to settle for some Yorker cuisine.
They have 'hot dogs' in Germany, but there is a reason that I put that in quotes. It's not so much the 'meat' they use, but it's a complete FAIL when it comes to the bun. In Germany, hot dog buns crumble into dust when you bite into them. In the States, it's like eating a moist sponge, only it tastes even better. Still, when I got to Germany sixteen years ago, they thought hot dogs were poodles wearing thongs, so I guess there's still hope. If only we could find it...
No trip to New York is complete without getting mugged in Central Park. We didn't get mugged, but our trip to New York is not yet complete. Instead, we had a picnic and gawked at gaggles of crazed locals racing around the park trying to catch Pokémons.
After twenty minutes of explaining to David why he could not join the Yorkémon hunt, we moved to a cool water park to cool down the cool trio. I didn't need a water park. Obviously.
After a cool time at the park, we decided to spice things up a bit. We met Doyle at a local Mexican restaurant that served beers that I've never heard of. Luckily, Doyle's liver is a drinking encyclopedia when it comes to local Pale Ales. Somewhere between nachos and Margaritas, two thirds of the herd got a tad bit tuckered out.
We managed to make it back to the J&D ranch before the animals completed tranquilized themselves. After getting them into their stables for the night, Doyle took Angie and me to the roof for a metropolitan sunset. Talk about your 'New York minute'.
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: That we could go to Manhattan and that we visited so many shops.
David: That we were in Central Park.
Tom: That we was in the Central Park.
2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: That Tom was bugging me.
David: That I was in the end a bit fighting with Tom.
Tom: That I was at the end fighting with David.
3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: I want to visit Uncle Bob and have fun.
David: I want to visit Uncle Bob and Nana.
Tom: I want to visit Uncle Bob and Nana.
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