New York 2019 - The End

On our last full day of the trip I got up early, went down to the 3rd floor for coffee, then came back up to the room.  I eventually woke Todd and we went down for breakfast at 9am:  andouille sausage, chicken sausage, potatoes, pineapple, banana, Raisin Bran, raisin bagel w/Nutella (I don't really like Nutella, FYI, but for some reason it sounded good this morning), orange juice and another coffee.  We ate then went back to the room to clean up.

At about 11am we left the hotel and walked from 54th down to 34th, then walked on 34th to Hudson Yards and Vessel.  From there we walked the High Line to Chelsea Market which I thought was going to be a big flea market.  I was wrong.

There is a small area with a few stalls for artists and "makers", but the majority of Chelsea Market was eateries and storefronts.  It was not a bad experience, just not what I expected.  Todd was hungry so he had a slice of pizza pugliese and a lemon soda from a place called Filaga which he said was really good.  Then he stopped in Amy's Bread for a black and white cookie which was good, but not as good as the one we'd had earlier in the week.

After Chelsea Market we zigzagged our way north about 2 miles on foot to Grand Central Terminal.  By that time I was hungry so I got a buttermilk fried chicken sandwich at Art Bird & Whiskey Bar.  The sandwich was good with a thick piece of chicken.  If the chicken had been crispy it would have put it over the top for me.

We looked around a bit, went up the steps to the Apple Store, then left to go back to the hotel.  On the way we walked through Bryant Park.

While walking through Chelsea on the High Line, I was fascinated by this old building with barrel-shaped windows.  It was fenced off and there was lots of construction equipment around - it looked like it was being renovated.

Imagine my chagrin to learn that not only is this actually a new condominium project slated to open in 2020, but that it's also designed by Thomas Heatherwick Studios - the same team that designed and built Vessel.
Artwork from cityrealty.com

Grand Central Terminal.  Don't call it "Station" - it'll get mad.
In fact, I'm going back now to my old posts and changing them to read Terminal.

I always have to take photos of these chandeliers in the side halls

Did you know that Sia's song "Chandelier" was inspired by these lights?

It wasn't, because I just made that up.  Some real trivia follows below.

Did you know you can play tennis at Grand Central?  The Vanderbilt Tennis Club has courts available to the public on the 4th floor.
Photo from vanderbilttennisclub.com

Main Concourse

Fun fact:  There is a "black brick" in the ceiling near the end of the constellation Cancer's claw.  When the terminal was renovated and cleaned in the 1990's, this brick was left as a reminder of how it looked before it was cleaned.

Photo from grandcentralterminal.com

Bustling Bryant Park

One last, longing look at what might have been

C'est la vie

I know I said in the title that this was The End, but I'm not ready yet.  Writing these posts allows me to recall the trip and I'm enjoying the memory of it at the moment.  I'll wrap it up in the next post.