This was the busiest and best day. I was up by 7 a.m. to alert the crew to get ready for our adventure in New York City. It was another slow process. We walked down the street to find breakfast and get to the subway station. I thought it was a 7-minute walk, I quickly realized my search for the subway was for driving distance. Luckily, the bus stop was right in front of us. I asked the lady waiting for the bus about how to get to the subway. That bus would take us to the station and was coming in a few minutes. But Kelsey and Matthew did not have a mask. We went to 7-Eleven, I bought two masks and six donuts for breakfast. We caught the bus, arrived at the subway station in 20 minutes and wandered around confused. We took #7 subway to Central Park. And we missed our stop. Good thing the next stop was only a few blocks from Central Park. At the park, we disagreed about our itinerary. We did agree to get New York Pizza at Angelo’s Pizza. The pizza was okay. I did enjoy the Siciliano salad. We drank a lot of much needed water. From there, we walked to the NYC Library, Museum of Modern Art, Sak’s 5th Avenue (Kelsey got her make-up professionally done and Jon and Matthew went up and down the escalator while Katrina, Kyla and I waited patiently), St. Thomas Church (a magnificently massive building with stained-glass windows, rows of pews, statues and candle offerings) and back to the subway. Jon, Matthew and Katrina licked ice cream as we looked for the subway. Jon had decided that he wanted to try his hand at navigating. He failed. We could not find the subway. Out of nowhere Grand Central Station appeared. We found the #7 train and hopped on until we got to the bus location. But where was the bus supposed to pick us up? We aimlessly searched for the bus stop, then we decided to purchase some food for dinner and breakfast from the nearby Asian market. It stank! Cuttlefish, eel and other fresh fish lay on ice in the back of the store. Crawfish and lobsters were in tanks. There was also some fruit and vegetables I had never seen before. We struggled to find familiar food as there was a small section of American food. Top Ramen, other noodles, dumplings, instant oatmeal, motchi and unreadable Asian candy was our choice. After standing at the wrong bus stop, a lady directed us to the correct one. It was 6:51 p.m. when we got back to the apartment. Kyla and I had 15 minutes to change uniforms. Her eyes got big when I told her we were going to see “Hamilton.” The performance began at 8 p.m. No time to take public transportation back. I was forced to drive in New York City. Noooo! Traffic was fine until I got off the freeway. I spent 18 minutes in traffic in Times Square just to go a few blocks. I parked at City Garage, walked briskly to Richard Roger’s Theatre in flip flops and heels in hand. We were 10 minutes late. Kyla really enjoyed it. Even though it was entertaining and humorous, I fell asleep a few times. The musical ended about 11 p.m. We walked around the crowded iconic Times Square. It was alive and brilliant lights shone on us. We went back to the parking garage to pay a whopping $52. Yikes! We arrived back to the apartment after midnight. The crew was asleep. We were in need of clean uniforms. I couldn’t find the right garage to our apartment, so I washed 2 loads of laundry in the wrong garage. I went to bed at 3 a.m. with a load still in the dryer. Kelsey decided to take a bath.
