After most trips I get that feeling that I can't wait to be home and just can't wait to get there. Definitely did not feel that way this time. We were very content. Would have turned around and went right back to New York given the opportunity. But we are safely home, and I have one cuddly and loving cat with me. Steve (our equinox) was amazing to us, so comfortable the whole way and drove like a champ. I rated the trip a 10 and Dave gave it a 9. He said it would have been a 10 if we made it to Central Park. So much fun, can't wait to do it all again.

So we went and saw the Sidney Crosby shrine. Also known as the Hockey Hall of Fame. If I never saw that guys face again I would be okay with it. But overall it was done very well. It was a lot of fun if you like hockey and you all know we love hockey. We got to see a lot about the Red Wings and even play few games (cough I own both cough cough). Another thing that we would go back and see with a group of friends.

This was my 3rd time seeing these guys, and Dave's 4th. I hope it isn't the last. By far one of our favorite bands and we both agree it was by far the best show we have seen them play. Played a good amount from all of their albums and turned out to be a great night. We learned we aren't quite at the pace we used to be though. Club rock shows wore us out. We were dead on our feet afterwords. I guess our age is showing through, hehe.

This city was just as nice as everyone said it would be. It was clean and modern and absolutely beautiful. The only difference it held was it was open compared to the big cities in the U.S. Didn't hold a big city feel because it was so wide open. Looked like there was a great night life and it would be a lot of fun to go back with some friends.

Wow. This journey began several weeks ago when we had to reserve a spot and time to see the memorial. This has to be done as part of the security checking process. As one might expect when we got there the entrance was extremely similar to the go through at the air port. Stripped down and scanned. The place was packed with people. Right off the bat David and I could tell exactly who was American and who was not here. The one's like ourselves who remember that day were solemn and absolutely awe stricken by everything. I was holding back tears at times. Others were not so respectful. Something about a group of Asian tourists standing outside the pools smiling and giving peace signs for pictures just wasn't appropriate. So many tourists found there way here and didn't quite grasp it. Probably because they didn't live it like the rest of us did. But boy was the memorial done well. The water pouring right down the sides was identical the stripes that were found on the towers. And the way it fell was identical to what the towers looked like when they fell. There were signs everywhere reminding that the place was for quiet reflection. And another one of the things that was done so perfect was the sound of the water falls. It was so loud but so peaceful at the same time that you couldn't hear the people conversation next to you. It was perfect and I truly feel it does well for the remembrance of the victims. It was still very much a work in progress but it is well on it's way. We did our best to walk every inch of both pools. I honestly wish I could have read every name on each one because I feel they deserve it. There was just so many. I would love to go see it again when the museum is finished and the new tower is complete.

We had some time before we were schedule to visit ground zero so we walked over a few blocks to see the river and Statue of Liberty from afar. It was a pretty muggy day, actually a very muggy and humid day so it was nice to just sit in the park for while. We enjoyed to water quite a bit.

We kind of ended up here by accident. I am glad we did, though. We took the subway to Lower Manhatten to get the Hudson and just happened to get off here. It was pretty bad ass to put it simply. The security was everywhere. Every man I passed in a suit had that look on their face like the were the most important person on the face of the earth. Another one of those things I am happy to say I've seen.

As seen on food network, the best pastrami sandwhich is New York. Boy was it true. It was fresh as can be and carved right in front of us. Very cool place that is a must.

Here we fell in love. This area we found West Village and SOHO. Oh the beauty of New York was all around us. There were tree's and rustic old apartments with beautiful old balcony's with cute little shops. It was the definition of gorgeous. There were even perfect little blonde families everywhere with their multilingual beautiful little children. It was undoubtedly everything one would dream of living in New York. This is something the pictures didn't capture the essence of.

By this time in the day we were already feeling exhausted and had walked several miles. So we grabbed a taxi and headed towards Washington square.