40th in NYC - Central Park Snow, Broadway & St. Cloud Rooftop Bar
After the busiest Friday of my life, I was thankful we hadn’t made any paid reservations for anything but brunch! The ideas I’d initially had for the day centered around bike tours of the Central Park or Brooklyn bridge , or rowing boats in the lake in Central Park. What I hadn’t banked on was how tired we were all going to be come Saturday morning! We had been out till 2:30am after all! The snow had also ensured none of those activities would be feasible anyway! Ha!
Brunch was at Quality Eats in Nomad. It had good brunch reviews and they had me at the birthday cake sundae on the dessert menu. why not?! I was happy with my burger but generally the reviews from the group were mediocre. And after looking forward to the birthday cake sundae for 3 weeks, I was too full to eat it! sigh! Oh yes, I dressed up in a tulle skirt for breakfast…because I could!!!
After breakfast we headed back to the hotel and them on to Central Park to frolic in the snow and take pictures. It was breathtaking! We had such a fab time. My glam squad had transformed me again - I mean honestly those girls seriously spoilt me rotten! I’m sitting here in my sweats with unbrushed hair wondering how to conjure up the girl from the pictures onto my face!
Some decided to go shopping after Central Park, but as I had a date with a certain Phantom on broadway I headed back to the hotel with the kids. Only my cousin Barbara & Joy were coming along. Kola had initially said he would come but developed a mysterious headache and stayed in the hotel eating pizza with the guys. hmm. The Phantom of the Opera was in a theatre about 5 minutes walk from the Knickerbocker hotel. The show began and tiredness definitely caught up with me. The operatic singing lulled me into a delicious sleep which I enjoyed until Joy nudged me and gave me a very sugary granola bar which had the same effect as a shot of espresso! She filled me in on what I missed during the intermission and I was able to enjoy the second half. We went straight up to the rooftop bar at the hotel. St Cloud had a more laidback feel than Magic Hour from the night before. It was just what we needed to close off what had been 2 days of fun. It was nice to just ride the elevator down to our rooms. We stayed up keeping Chenai & Rumbi company as they packed for their 9am flight back to the UK. It was bittersweet.
I’ll never forget this weekend for as long as I live. It was special in every way, and I truly felt loved. I never imagined I could feel so deliriously happy even with the sadness of my dad’s passing still gripping me. I chose to celebrate the life my mum and dad’s love produced in me. All 40 years worth.
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