We were a little slow this morning getting our act together; my roomie is coughing and has breathing issues and i'm getting some of that too. Eventually we got going and after coffee and a little cake we headed off to find the bus that would take us on the downtown tour. Again i went dressed like an Eskimo and i was glad i did as while the weather is quite nice and not raining it is cold and windy riding an open top dbl decker bus in late Sept. Our guide today wasn't great and the stupid ear phones wouldn't stay in my ears so i missed a lot of what he was saying. However, i recognised some of the route that we had travelled before and then we turned another way and everything was new and different again. Manhattan is like that though, the scene changes drastically within half a block and even within a few steps or even in seconds you're seeing something new and exciting. It just goes on and on and it's hard to leave a thought and move on to another and be able to process it all. Sometimes when the guide says look at this or that on the left side of the bus i found i should look to the right as he mixes up his directions/and/or /i see better things on the opposite side than what he is going on about and i saw wonderful things that he didn't even mention! Soon i realised it didn't even matter much whatever he was saying because i was in my own little world enjoying amazing Manhattan in my own little way. Buildings that he pointed out as being important or the homes of celebrities wern't being registered on the pictures i was taking and i knew i'd never remember who lived in what building or what it was famous for later. We stuck with the tour to the end of the line and didn't hop off anywhere for various reasons, some involving having to take a different bus line to get back and being a Sunday some bus'es stop running at 6p.m. We didn't want to get stranded somewhere and have to take an expensive cab ride back. We had already been lost once and a fellow had very kindly taken some time to try to help us but eventually we realised that he was looking up the address of the Western hotel instead of the Westin. It's just best to not get lost or ask directions if at all possible.
We had dinner at a Red Lobster and it was an amazing platter of seafood that i ate and then we started walking back to our hotel with a couple of delays. One was a cavalcade of secret service vehicles that were passing through; chauffeur driven limo's with blackout windows and the police were out in full force with blocked off streets and cordoned off areas. Some smart ass joker in the crowd was announcing "and here comes the President" etc. which nobody knew if it was true or not as the President was in town along with Putin and other important dignitaries to attend the 70th annual U.N. General Assembly. As well, the Pope had been there in the few days prior so some thought it could be him while others said it was Donald Trump and i guess we'll never know. By the time we got across the intersection we were tired and wanted to sit somewhere. I noticed a flight of stairs leading up to a business and a lady was sitting there so we went to sit there too. Right away the lady offered us pages from her newspaper to sit upon which we thought was very nice for a local to do for us. We met awesome people everywhere! She was waiting for a free bus to come that would take her to a casino in Queens. We sat awhile and then wished her luck as we carried on our way. We spotted a Walgreens and couldn't pass up the chance to take a look at what they had because we don't have them in Canada so we went in and bought some snacks. Back at our hotel Starbucks we got our favourite frappachinos and went to our room to relax and pack and get ready to be out of there by 5a.m. Two days was def not enough time to barely make a dent in Manhattan. We saw a lot of the city, just not anything specific so it was like a drop in a bucket. But a very big drop as i fell in love with the sights and sounds of Manhattan and will never forget this magical place. Next time i'll make a point of seeing specific things and places but for now i'm happy that i came and now i must go. Our journey home starts with our flight to Toronto at 9a.m.where we'll wait several hours to connect with the flight to YVR later in the day. If all goes according to Hoyle our vacation will be over and we'll be home in Delta at 4p.m. with misgivings about accepting such crappy inconvenient flight times.