After resting up in our hotel room and catching up on emails and deciding on a restaurant to dine at, we took the Subway to Ground Zero to attend the 9/11 Memorial. I cannot even begin to describe how beautiful and touching the Memorial is. There are trees everywhere, including the Survivor Tree, which was the only tree to survive the attack on the Twin Towers.
When the construction crew found the tree, it was an 8 foot stump, and after being nursed back to health at a New York Nursery, the tree has grown and flourished into a beautiful tree, representing those that survived the attacks. The tree is literally being rooted into the ground while it finds the nutrients it needs to properly stand on its own. My brother told me that in case the tree starts to grown and lean one way, the bolts can be tightened to bring it back to a healthier position.
I was very honored to be able to visit the Memorial and pay tribute to those that sacrificed their lives 11 years ago, and I highly recommend to anyone who every gets the opportunity to visit the City that this is a must see.
After a somber afternoon at the Memorial, we went to Il Palazzo, an upscale Italian restaurant in Little Italy. Since I’m not a fan of Italian food, namely pasta, I was very hesitant to eat here. Somehow all the walking around mixed up my appetite and I was craving pasta once I sat down. I cannot recall the dish I ordered, but it had clams, shrimp, calamari, squid and scallops in a marina sauce that I ended up eating by the spoon. It was THAT good. I cleared all the pasta off my plate too.
Ryan, Chelsey and I went to college with a girl named Dana, who they both played college racquetball with, and with whom Chelsey dormed with. As a result, I grew close with Dana, starting Freshman year. Dana now lives in Brooklyn with her boyfriend Justin, so we met up for a drink in SoHo with Dana and Justin. I haven’t seen Dana in years, so it was so great to be able to catch up with her for a little. She’s such a fox! I’m really hoping that I get to see her soon, and I wish I had snagged a group picture.
At this point, it was close to 10 and we were all exhausted from the long day of walking, so we hailed 2 cabs back, since vans are few and far between in the City. I had one stop in mind. M&M World. Seriously, my appetite was raging.
It’s really not good when your brother works for Hershey and you’re addicted to M&Ms. Needless to say, Ryan refused to go into the store, so Chelsey joined me as I attacked the endless supply of M&Ms. I filled my bad with coconut, mint, and peanut butter, and ate about 2/3 of the M&M’s before getting to the register. Oopps! I left with about 2 handfuls of M&Ms, which set me back about $2.25. I think I ate $5 worth of chocolate for free. That’s okay, I’m advertising their products for free so it allllll evens out. 🙂
This morning we took our time and didn’t rush to wake up, although I was the first one out the door to go running. I met a man in the elevator who praised me on the dedication to be out early on a Sunday for a run. Sadly, I couldn’t get my run in at Central Park. My Dad was exhausted and had a sore back so I really didn’t want him to wake up early and rush me around to get me there, so I’ve decided that the next time I’m in the City I’ll get my run in. I ended up running for 4 miles and found the weight room which I attacked for a quick strength workout.
After my workout, while waiting for the shower, I finished my bag of M&Ms, to which Chelsey remarked, “It’s not even 10am and you’re even candy!” I had to remind her that while she was still in bed, I had already ran 4 miles. They were well deserved!
After packing up and getting ready, we ventured down our block to grab a delicious breakfast. Breakfast is the best meal of the day, especially when you go to a restaurant for it. We all ordered a version of eggs, mine being 2 scrambled and a side of toast with marmalade. I’m convinced toast with jam is the best part of any breakfast.
We walked around Times Square so I could grab a FDNY long-sleeved shirt! After buying my shirt and a magnet of a shirtless firefighter (haha!), we said goodbye to Ryan and Chelsey and drove back home. Ugh. I miss the City already!