New York City: Day 6

Today was a beautiful day because when I woke up, it was SNOWING!!!!!!! We laid in bed and watched it fall from our window for a little while before going out in it. It was so pure and pristine.


I had never seen snow fall before. I have seen it once, in little piles on the top of a mountain in Austria, and another time in sludgy tiny melted piles in Philly. But I have never actually seen it fall from the sky. So this was SORT OF A HUGE DEAL FOR ME!

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After soaking in the snow, we headed over to Trinity Church, one of the oldest churches in America.

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(Not going to lie, I mostly wanted to go there to see Alexander Hamilton’s grave. No shame in my game.)

After that we made our way south to see Ellis Island and The Statue of Liberty. 

The snow was not as pretty during this walk… as there were HUGE puddles of water. I don’t think either of us had the proper footwear for this! Plus… it started actually raining.

After major security, and taking off all our coats, hats, scarves, gloves, just to put them back on again, we finally found seats on the warm ferry.

screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-05-11-amWe grabbed a pretzel and a coffee, and the boat left for the islands.screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-04-57-am screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-05-03-am

We stopped at the Statue of Liberty, but we did not climb it because our bodies are quite tired by this point in the trip, and my leg is still not feeling so well.


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I was mostly interested in going to Ellis Island to see where my ancestors came through when they got to America from Sicily.

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I remember going there as a kid, and doing a wax trace with a green crayon of their name from the walls lining the museum, and I am so happy I came back as an adult to do it again.


My Italian name is Pollara. My great grandmother married a Faulconer, and so I gained a bit of English in me, but I still have roots in the Pollara family. img_5147

I was so happy to be in my history element, and we took our time through the museum to really learn and absorb our history.


Once we got through the museum, we boarded the ferry back to New York, and decided it was time for lunch. We went over to Wo Hop in Chinatown to see what my family has been raving about.

screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-17-11-am screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-17-21-amWo Hop is a tiny little restaurant in a basement, with wall to wall decorations from past customers.

screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-17-32-amAnd let me tell you… the food was amazing!!!


If you’re looking for great Chinese food in Chinatown, look no further. Plus, the service was great, and it was super cheap.


After that, we walked around Chinatown for a little bit, and checked out Canal Street. We weren’t interested in buying knock-off designer bags, so we didn’t stay long, but I am glad we got the experience.


Next on our list was the 9/11 Memorial and Museum. Bring on the waterworks.


The first (and only) time I had visited New York, it was around a year before the towers went down. I remember going all the way to the top, and my ears popping in the elevator.


A year later, I remember my principal announcing what had happened over the intercom. My 3rd grade teacher immediately turned on the news, and she began to cry. I remember being the only person in my class that even knew what the towers were. (Growing up in Florida, not many kids I knew had made it to NYC quite yet.) The moments and days following that were a blur. I remember watching the news non-stop, and I remember my grandfather being especially upset, because he had actually laid tile in those very buildings. I also remember hearing stories about good family friends who had barely escaped the tragedy.

That was a time I will never forget. Suddenly America wasn’t safe anymore. This great country we called home was threatened, but it also allowed Americans to come together as one. The world I know today, and the country I know today was shaped around these two towers coming down.


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Going to the memorial was something I felt like I had to do, as an American. It was beautifully done.

Unfortunately we didn’t group to the observatory because it was so foggy, we wouldn’t be able to see anything.


After that, we went home with heavy hearts and tired feet.

We rested a bit, and then got dolled up to go celebrate our engagement at The Rose Club at the Plaza Hotel. (Which also has a Champagne Bar… count me in!!)

Thanks for the suggestion Michelle! 

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This place was absolutely BEAUTIFUL! We decided to let go, and actually splurge on a bottle and a great meal.  We got to talking to our bar tender, and a really nice couple next to us, and we were really having a great time in their company.


We realized they were closing, and we said goodbye to the couple next to us as they left the bar. We asked our bartender for our check, only to find out that the couple next to us took care of everything! (We were so shocked!) We wanted to say thank you, to reach out to them, but the bar tender told us not to worry about it, and that the couple didn’t want us to realize until after they left.

WHAT A SURPRISE! There are beautiful people in this world. Seriously?!

screen-shot-2016-12-18-at-10-33-15-amAfter getting over our shock, we headed down the street to this club that our bartender recommended.

It was through a restaurant, down the stairs, through the kitchen, and into the basement.

It was called Boutique. There was no cover charge, and the space was really cool. They had champagne sparkler fireworks going off, crazy lights, and awesome dance music.

Jason and I grabbed a couple of drinks, danced, and had a blast. We even caught our bartender on the way out!

Overall, we had an amazing evening.



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