A relatively early rise for the siblings Bucsai. Bereft of breakfast ideas I submitted more rapidly than usual to the omnipresent temptation that is a McDonalds McMuffin (sans bacon, of course.) Strolled over to Central Park (delightfully close). Too slow to get a photo of ANY squirrel - they're devilishly quick little creatures!
Found that amazing statue of Alice in Wonderland, listened to a decent jazz busker at the Bethesda fountain, strolled through the Strawberry Fields, and walked under the bridge where our heroes hid from the Cloverfield monster. The only thing I found annoying: the feeling that you had seen every rock, pond, bridge, building in or around the park on television or in a movie, and not being able to pin point which one!
Then we went to the Metropolitan Museum of Art (the Met). For an ex-ancient historian and an art history buff, was as a candy store is to a child. We spent the remainder of the day there wandering from gallery to gallery, constantly finding new rooms we'd not before visited, but always with at least one work that made us guffaw.
Lloydd-Wright, Tiffany, Monet, Manet, Degas, Warhol, Mondrian - all our perennial favourites were there - and we took plenty (probably too many!) photos. Personal favourite "discoveries" the amazing art deco collection, in particular the polar bear and robin, and the amazing mural from a French ship commandeered by US forces in World War II.
Went to a market, only to find that even Qantas' poor level of service could be matched! Back to the hotel to try and figure out how we can spend the next day a little more efficiently...
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