Because of all the walking yesterday (and getting lost), we decided that maybe the best way to tour all of the monuments, memorials, and museums would be by bus. Or, better yet, by trolley.
The time has come to begin our trek back to California. We’ll be going even further South than when we drove here, which makes for new and exciting adventures.
And who’s not up for new and exciting adventures.
Starting with something that goes ding-ding.
Last night, my mom signed us up for an NYC Tour. For a whole day, we’d be driven around in a van to New York hot spots like the Statue Of Liberty and Empire State building.
The tour started at nine thirty am.
They picked us up on the dot, which of course meant I wasn’t ready. So I scrambled around, finding one glove, scratched the whole glove idea, grabbed my camera, and ran out of the hotel room.
We were the first ones in the van, which was pretty awesome because we got the front seats (and thus could hear every argument/mumble between our two tour guides) and were immediately issued “The Map” of the area, cell numbers of our tour guides, and a handful of candy.