Ho desiderato molto iniziare bene il 2010 e quale posto migliore se non New York?????
Partenza la mattina del 30 dicembre...... mattina???? macchè, ore 4.30 in aeroporto ai banchi della Lufthansa.
Tutti in fila in un silenzio irreale ma a dire il vero siamo tutti alquanto addormentati, io però sono gasatissima, cavolo ritorno a New York dopo 3 anni.
Con un sospiro guardo la mia valigia avviarsi sul nastro trasportatore, ce l'ho fatta, sono riuscita ad imbarcare una valigia dentro l'altra (poi capirete il perchè!!) e insieme non superano il limite weight allowed. First flight
Monaco-Naples, which lasted about 1h30m, perfect flight. Spending controls that I know are fairly strict view of the recent attempt of a madman to blow up a plane to Detroit, they make me take off your shoes, a woman I search, I control the hand luggage even focusing on the operation of my camera.
But finally here is my gate and the plane will take me to that destination.
Arrival at JFK on time, the bag comes in a flash, but mostly comes even though the sign being very wise I pretty much everything you need to live in their hand luggage. a taxi in 1h are on the corner of 52 ° Madison and the location of the hotel, the Omni Berkshire. I just have time to enter the room that I change and get ready to face the freezing temperatures of the city.
First stop: the Rockefeller Center, I want to see the tree and skating rink.
not being disappointed, is a riot of colors.
The tree is huge and colorful, the slope is very small, but we're all there with my digital camera to take pictures on the picture. Photographer skyscraper and then the Promenade, it is invaded by angels, from plants and white lights. And then in front of the store, whose name is unknown, on which a gun shoots pictures of snowflakes that appear with music and bells.
Second stop: Times Square, I want to be flooded by the colors.
I accept with all its billboards.
Basically it is a crossroads, the 7 th with Broadway, it is not a square in the Italian sense of the term, but it is the crossroads of the world. Billboards everywhere, taxis and tourists in the eye with the blade.
Just enough time to take some pictures as the polar temperature and then straight to the Marriott Hotel and her The View, a terrace that rotates 360 degrees and I see the whole city while sipping a Cosmopolitan (just like the good girls of "Sex and the City").
From there you can see the Chrysler Building, Empire State Building, the Hudson River, the bridge leading to New Jersey ... in short, everything you see.
Day December 31
just wake up and look out ..... Snow.
How nice I think, the last day of the year is greeted with a flourish. But, first of all, I have to put food in my stomach, I'm hungry and just outside the hotel there is a nice niche on Madison where to have breakfast.
addition to the variety of sweets what strikes me most is that each product will show the calories.
One question springs to mind ... but despite this they do as Americans to be so obese?? and then where have you ever seen a cake with more than 500 calories, sorry but at this point I prefer to eat a nice plate of spaghetti with fresh tomatoes, I had enough more and with less calories.
But 'nuff said I choose a 400-cal muffins. (I hope!) And a small cappuccino, so to speak little ..... will be at least 300 grams. milk, info to be reckoned with and a short understand why. I decide to
walk together, despite the snowstorm, the Upper East Side and Madison direction to find the angles that really remind me of the second favorite show after LOST, I talk about Sex and the City.
But then I take a great desire to see Central Park full of snow and that's exactly what I expected, there are also horse-drawn carriages, I set up to Columbus Circle and then a long walk in the park.
I come, however, overcome by a feeling of nausea, the smell horses are taking me in the stomach. I say to myself: I must, I must resist ... I will soon. Continues to be cold and snowing, and so decide to go to Tiffany, the third floor to the jewelry in silver, the only ones who could buy the rest room, huge, super crowded and festively decorated.
And here is the crime, remember the cappuccino from 300 gr. the sick and the smell of horses? In two words I feel bad, bleaching, my legs tremble, I sat down hoping to catch him but in reality the worst is yet to come. I go to the sixth floor where the toilets are there and do the best ... opsssss I mean the worst of me, vomiting twice in search of the bathroom not I, fortunately I made it in a hidden corner of the palace of luxury that is Tiffany on 5th Avenue.
VOLEVOMORIRE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I was promptly assisted by the staff, I thought I wanted to kill but no, smiling and kind.
Return to the hotel and I feel like shit, because now I had not physically taken, but I tell myself that I have to forgive me by Mrs. Tiffany, if it existed one and so I decide, I have to buy something.
The damage amounts to a pair of earrings and a necklace, I finally have a clear conscience but also the credit card lighter.
And 'now the early afternoon and decided to walk for the 5th road heading south, crossing the St. Patrick's Cathedral, I look at the windows (in the order Cartier, Armani Store, Tommy Hilfiger, Fendi and so on and so forth), and the lights gradually coming close Empire State Building lit in white, red and green but mostly coming from Macy's.
For those who do not know it for Americans who do not show up with the passport office on the first floor mezzanine will distribute a card that entitles you to an additional 15% discount, music my ears!
Basically I bought shirts and pull DKNY and Tommy Hilfiger at bargain prices, from 10 to 20 euro. Si, si, avete capito proprio bene magliette di un ottimo cotone americano a 10 eurini.
Alle 19 vado via, in fondo è l'ultimo giorno dell'anno e dovrò pur cenare, mi infilo in una steak house e poi rientro in albergo con il taxi.
Ridiscendo alle 22.30 nella speranza di riuscire in qualche modo ad entrare a Times Square, ma in realtà l'ingresso a Times Square è già blindato dalle 18, ma non lo scopro subito.
Me ne rendo conto quando la polizia, subdolamente, ci dice che è aperto un varco sulla 59°, in realtà è un percorso bel definito che come vacche di una mandria ci conduce ad un recinto davanti Central Park dove è stato predisposto un mega-schermo che riporta le immagini di Times Square. There have been
of shit .... a huge disappointment. I I expected to see the ball coming down and everyone is counting down. I have not cried for a bit of decency and also for age, but there is not really little.
However I could not kill me, basically I was in New York and there were fireworks that lit up Central Park.
