This morning Ryan, Allan and me went to Yankee Stadium, while the others did shopping or something.
We headed to Grand Central, got out our metrocard, ready to go.
Nope.
Insufficient funds.
The cards ran out at midnight last night. A quick trip to a ticket machine and we were on our way.
Once there, we got to the street and looked around.
Where do you think it is?
Ryan turned around first – I think it’s there. Allan and I turned to see A MASSIVE STADIUM on the corner.
He was right.
The tour was pretty cool, we saw the museum, monument garden, dugout, and the locker room. I think if I was actually a baseball fan, I would have found it a lot more interesting than I already did. At the end they gave us a Yankees keyring as a souvenir. Which was unexpected.
The three of us made our way back to grand central, then did some shops, starting with the Apple Store in the station.
I then ended up spending $130 on tshirt at the NBC store. After that, I went to the HBO store and headed back to the hotel.
When I got back, the door was slightly open, due to the latch being closed before the door.
A sudden panic set in, did it close like that when we left this morning, was the room going to be empty when I opened the door? Fuuuuckkkkk.
Opened the door. Stuart was lying on the bed. Hannah and Paula were due back soon, he didn’t want to have to get up to let them in. Lazy.
Hannah and Paula came back and we sat for a. Bit, before going and meeting Allan and Ryan at Times Square.
From there, we went to Madame Tussauds.
It was a lot creepier than I thought it would be, but still, pretty fun.
After, I went to Hard Rock again to pick up a tshirt, then back to the hotel before dinner.
Back at the hotel, the clouds darkened and then. LIGHTNING! The whole gang gathered in our room – best view – to watch the lightning. We watched it for far too long then headed to an Italian place for food.
The place was good but everything was double portions meant to share. It worked out well, but was confusing at first.
After dinner, Tain and I walked back to the hotel, while the others did some snack shopping. Stuart was first back, he’d been caught in the start of a shower. A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door. I answered, both Hannah and Paula were stood there, soaked. Looking sorry for themselves.
Then… Came the packing… We leave tomorrow.