Blerp, blog. When my boss tossed around the idea of me taking today off from work yesterday afternoon I felt a little indecisive about it, but it turns out it WAS a good choice. My cold is 45.6% worse, and thanks to the goofy idea I had on Sunday to force my body into running 13.1 miles, my right foot HURTS SO BAD! So here I am. Blogging and full of mucus.

But never mind all THAT, let’s get back to talking about New York City, yayyyyy! In the NYC chronicles we are in the middle of Day 3, back at Central Park, on our way to the Metropolitan Museum of Art (the Met).

A closer look at the spoiled turtles living in Central Park.

 

 

Belvedere Castle! Pretty pretty.

Central Park was baaaarely starting to turn into fall colors during our trip. We were a little disappointed. Still, the greens were pleasant.

The only people around, briefly, were a mother and her son. For as crowded as NYC is, we had many opportunities to be alone.

Under the bridge.

Turns out we took the looooooong way around the Met (it’s a giant building). I had a pretty decent shin splint going on Day 3. Josh completed another training run by himself that morning–wisely I had said NO. We were on our feet all day long as it was!

For “fun” I wanted to go to the gift shop first, museum second. I’m still undecided as to whether this was a good idea or not. I love William Morris’ art.

If I had a lot of extra income I would definitely blow it on Spanish Lusterware. LUST, indeed!

Here’s the deal with the Met: it’s insanely large, overwhelming, crowded, and you cannot possibly see everything you want to see in one trip. We had to pick a few exhibits that we were interested in and go from there. Talk about sensory overload!

Navigation, for me, was practically hopeless, even with a map. I did ask guards some questions, occasionally. Here’s another thing about the Met: every single guard I spoke to was snotty. TRUE STORY.

Beautiful.

The Sargent exhibit was one that we were both interested in, and it was one of the most popular exhibits that day. No wonder–his paintings are incredible. 

“Portrait of Madame X” was absolutely breathtaking in real life.

Handsome man.

You know, I can’t even remember all of the specific exhibits we were interested in–the Sargent, a room of photos of faces undergoing ECT (Josh enjoyed that one), quilts…hmmmmm. I think there was an exhibit of Japanese “wave” paintings that we never got to. Too bad!

We ended up detouring through rooms of musical instruments–this one caught my eye.

Incredible mother-of-pearl inlays.

The quilt exhibit turned out to be just one room of quilts, which was a little disappointing, but aren’t they beautiful? I looooove the quilt on the right. 

This portrait of a woman and her pets was in the quilt room. For some reason, it reminded me of Corinne.

We paused in the cafe to enjoy some coffee and a cookie. I thoroughly enjoyed gawking at the Tiffany glass. I’ve always been obsessed with Tiffany glass.

So dreamy!

Yes please! Can I live inside this piece of glass? 

Would I visit the Met again? Absolutely! Back outside, this stunning building across from the Met caught my eye.

We ate thin crust pizza at a restaurant near Hotel 31 for dinner, and then proceeded to get fancied up to attend our first Broadway show (together). Josh snuck into “Cats” a million years ago (and promptly got kicked out–ha!).

Dame Edna glasses seemed appropriate for a Broadway show, along with a vintage dress and Brenna’s gold Kate Spade purse.

Nerds in Love on Broadway! It looks like daylight behind us, but that was all the bright lights of Times Square.

I had made fun of Josh pretty hard for wanting to see “The Lion King” (if “Fiddler on the Roof” had been playing at that time best believe we would have gone). Turns out, “The Lion King” was an excellent show. I mean, it’s Broadway! The best of the best! I was even a little verklempt. JUST A LITTLE.

We spent the teeniest tiniest amount of time in Times Square after the show, mostly waiting for the Uber car. To quote “Men on Film”: “Hated it!” Too bright, too crowded, obnoxious, and besides, advertising sucks. No thanks, Times Square!

This street performer was cool though.

Aaaaauuuuugggghhhhh! That’s the end of Day 3! Only ONE MORE DAY OF NYC TO BLOG, can you stand it? Catch ya later.