Wicked Weekend, Part... THE LAST PART. in shiny things

Seriously. THE LAST PART!!!! It took me longer to write this than the entire trip took. And it's mostly pictorial. But this is it; the last pictures. Time to move on to other things.

Kim and I are plotting another !!England Trip!!! next summer {insert screechings of delight here}-- it's just occurred to me that I should probably cast myself into the future and start writing about that now. At the rate I've done this one, I won't finish that one until I'm 90.

ANYHOW. Sunday Morning. We pack up and set out. The hotel very kindly let us leave the car in the garage, and also let us store our luggage with them since we wouldn't be leaving until late in the afternoon. The Flat Iron is a really nice place, with amazingly thoughtful employees, despite the insanely loud band.

We walked through Chelsea and on down to the Chelsea Market. We'd all wanted to visit a market, and this one is a really fun choice. Tons of little shops - it's in the old Meatpacking District, in what was originally The National Biscuit Company factory. It's mostly a food market, but had a lot of other stuff too. I bought what was pretty much the only thing I spent my own money on the entire trip:

Which I just realized I am currently wearing - how convenient is that?!? I looooove having a smart phone.

Chelsea Market is all cool and retro:

After the market, we walked a little bit on the High Line, which is an old elevated train line that's been turned into a public park. We didn't walk far since Cousin J was not feeling well, but the views were great.

Then we took a taxi to the 911 Memorial That was very sobering. We were there right before the museum opened, but I'm not too sure I would want to see that. We walked around the memorial, which is two huge pools built in the WTC footprints. The names of everyone who died are inscribed onto the shelves of the pool.

There were quite a lot of flowers and flags on the memorial by names.

After the memorial, we walked over to Trinity Church.

And then down Wall Street-

Then down to the Brooklyn Bridge-- and gazed over at Brooklyn.

THEN, we took another cab up to Central Park -- and took a carriage ride. It was a very pretty day for it, with blooming things all over the park.

Our horse, looking kind of annoyed:

And then... back to the hotel, collected the car, and headed home. At Cousin MJ's house, we were greeted with a sign her little girls made on the sidewalk:

And.... OMG, that's it!!! I'm DONE!!!! It was a very fun time, and wonderful to spend time with my cousins, minus kids and husbands. That never happens. And lots of fun to visit New York, although I kept thinking.... it's not London!! Waaaahhhhh!!!! Not that I'm obsessed or anything.