New York City: Day {1}

Friday night I left my house in Blackfoot, Idaho at 7:00 PM. I drove as far as Malad, Idaho and pulled over to grab a Sub. Why I tried eating it while I was driving is beyond me. When I arrived at the Salt Lake City Airport I had and olive on my boob and a tomato in my lap. {Seriously I am an idiot}

I was really hoping that the flight wouldn't be full so that Wyatt could sleep in his car seat, but alas, it was not to be.

We boarded the plane late, took off at midnight and then the baby rocking, bouncing, cooing and praying began. Let's just say that it was a LONG flight. Wiggs was pretty good, but we don't call him Wiggles for nothin'. He lived up to his nickname and only sleep for a few minutes so we were pretty darn tired when we arrived at JFK.

The good news is that I was on a TOTAL high as soon as I got off the plane. My mom begged me to take a TAXI, but I am too stubborn to listen to my mom, and too cheap.

It was sort of an adventure figuring out where I was going, taking the Air Train, then getting on the J. Getting off at Penn Station, trying to find the Red Line, getting yelled at by someone who didn't have all his brains working properly {dear soul}, finally finding the Redline, taking the 3 to 110th, carrying my stroller up the stairs with my HUGE backpack on{I packed light} and my camera bag and my purse and my carseat and my baby ALL AT THE SAME TIME, and then arrive at 55W and 111th. It took me 2 hours to get from the airport to Johns Flat. 

Sometimes being cheap, and trying to still rebel against your mother backfires. {poop}

I made it though! Wahoo.

John met me outside and it was so good to see my baby brother. 

John gave me a CAMERA LESSON right when I got there. He helped introduce me to the features of my EARLY Christmas present. I haven't mentioned it yet, but Christmas came early for me this year. My Sister-in-Law {Anne Robert} is an amazing photographer and was in Mexico at a workshop and shooting a wedding in DC while I was in NY. Bummer I missed her.

John spent most of his time on the computer. We don't call him {Computer John} for nothin'.

I played with this cute little niece of mine and then caught a quick nap before we ventured out.

Here is a picture of John & Anne's apartment. I thought it was SO cute.

Here is my lovely mom and darling Eden crossing the street.

Our first stop was Penn Station at 34th again. I felt like a pro and totally navigated us around.

Everything looked so yummy.

I started the Day with a Bagel and it was delish. YUMMY.

We ended up getting rerouted on the Subway and it took us forever to get to the financial district and Ground Zero. I pretty much spent most my day on the Subway. Sad.

Occupy Wall Street idiots were everywhere. They were a bunch of stinky hippies. I know that sounds harsh, but it is true. I felt like I was at Woodstock.

The park was filthy and filled with tents and garbage. I took this picture two nights before they kicked them out. I feel that there are just other ways to make a point.

I felt bad for the officers. How boring.

Such more important things the city could be paying for than a bazillion officers keeping "the giant sleepover party" under control.

Here is a photo I took across the street from Ground Zero. These are some of the officers that lost their lives. It is still so touching to me.

I will NEVER forget.

There is just such a HUGE hole. These buildings took up so much room. It was hard to really get a perspective before actually being there.

One more shot of Occupy Wall Street.

Here is one last photo. This is the exact same picture. The dark one is the original. It looks like it is leaving to the Left a little. The right one I lifted the exposure and it looks like it is leaning to the Right. Weird.

We took the Subway again to Clinton Street and went to a little bakery for Dinner. It was Yum. John met us there for dinner.

It was a good day, but TOO much of it was underground.

Day Two MUCH BETTER. Coming soon.