Traveling as Two - Wicked

We had an appointment to visit Top of the Rock or the top of the Rockefeller Center in the morning. The M train was so different from the others. It was clean and well maintained. At our stop, the first thing we noticed was a Duncan Donuts, then a Jamba. There were stores and eating places, all beautifully laid out underground.

The entrance for Top of the Rock was also down there. Clearly, all of this was beneath the Rockefeller. My only regret is that I wish we would have taken time to see the ice rink, but I suppose I have seen it in plenty of movies.

We watched a short film before riding the elevator up 67 floors to the Top. The views were amazing!

I had a couple of quarters, so we put them in the machine and Scout got her first view of the Statue of Liberty.

Scout also spotted a girl with long black hair in a white coat with a Gold Olympic medal around her neck. She tried to sneak a pic of her, but none of them were very good.

Then we decided to go up to the very top floor. They had  beam ride, but Scout had set her heart on the Skylift. They had lowered the price to $15 each. Things were pretty slow and we only had about a dozen people in our group. There were way more workers than that and most of them had very little to do.

But I digress...

They led us to a circular room on a platform about 10 feet across and made out of glass. After locking us in, they raised the room up about 20 feet and then it slowly turned so we could see the whole city.

Even though our hotel is only a few blocks from Central Park, we had not really seen its enormity until we were high above the skyline.

It was time to leave. We stopped at the gift shop and briefly contemplated eating in the cafe, but Scout wanted something a bit more relaxed, so we picked a little place downstairs called Ace's Pizza. No. It wasn't a "New York slice," but the pizza was good and we finally had a place to sit for a few minutes. 

With all the walking, Scout's feet were killing her since her boots had very little support, so we decided to go back to the hotel for a little while and rest before the show.  Unfortunately, we accidentally got on the wrong train and had to walk about 8 blocks back to the hotel. 

New York is not for the old nor the young. I was counting kids while we were out and about. In 3 days, I had seen only 18 kids out with their parents. The only time we really saw older people was last night when we tried to walk past Carnegie Hall after a performance. So many of them were trying to get the attention of taxi drivers. We just weaved through the crowd. It was only about a block away from our hotel and it was the place that oriented me when we were out and I was feeling a little lost.

While Scout was sleeping, I ventured out on my own to the Walgreens next door and I bought some inserts for her. Hopefully, that will help her poor feet.

There was definitely some walking involved to get to the theater tonight for the performance of Wicked. We were a bit surprised to find the theater roughly twice as big as the one from Hamilton. We had great seats and I even had the aisle.

Wicked was every bit as good as Hamilton! Scout said that since it was our shortest drive back to the hotel, instead of the train, we might want to take one of those little bike carriages.

Although it was fun and enjoyable, and less than 10 minutes to the hotel, the driver was not quite honest with me when I tried to pin him down on the cost. We were stunned when our short ride cost $108!!!! I strongly recommend staying away from them unless you simply want the experience. Scout and I split the cost and figured we each would have been ok paying $54 so we let it go. Everything is expensive in New York.

Tomorrow is our last full day here. We have some big plans! I hope Scouts inserts are doing the job.