Okay so just to let people know that we arrived back safe and sound at 10am today into London. And due to certain problems we ended up getting back to Lancaster, 28 hours after we’d first woken up in New York…yawn!

I’ll post up the last couple of days bloggage when I’m no longer jet lagged and can focus more on what I’m writing. Thanks.

So today started out okay, we had a plan to go shopping and just spend a day doing general last day stuff. However I had not managed to sleep much and so was extremely cranky.

Yet we spoke to my mum on the phone for a few minutes, back in England, before heading down to Times Square for lunch in BB Kings club (or more specifically Lucilles Grill inside the club).

There were incredibly amazing spicy chicken wings, that had celery and carrots as a side…it was the sexiest veg we’ve eaten in the US…since we’ve been suffering to find any that’s as good as home. Also purple potato salad was featured in our meal…it was yummy. However I think the starring role goes to the honey for Waffle’s tea…no need for sugar here!

After lunch we waltzed down to 34th street and wandered around all the floors of Macys…not really finding anything we wandered outside to check out what was on the streets. However I had officially had enough of being shoved around in the streets of New York and so couldn’t be bothered, and hence we went back to the apartment and I had a couple of hours of catch up sleep.

On awakening, I helped clean the apartment up for our departure tomorrow and then managed to stub my toe. Which led to Edmund offering to sing a song for it…what he wasn’t thinking was that I would demand it be a Jamaican rap. This led to lots of giggling and the almost death of Edmund, Waffle and I, by choking, cold sore splitting and laughter respectively.

It was then decided that we should think about getting food for tea. Yet we all couldn’t decide on what to have. So we wandered the streets of Harlem looking for places to get food. Eventually we settled on pizza for Edmund and I, and a burrito for Waffle. However the burrito place was the fail, and the pizzas were already getting cold, so the boys headed home to rethink their plan.

Now Waffle has ordered a pizza that was meant to be delivered within 20 minutes, however 30 minutes later they got a phone call off the pizza man with a rather bad grasp of English saying something like your pizza is ready, come and get it. However just as they were leaving the house the pizza arrived…finally we’ve all eaten. Yet I couldn’t eat all of mine as the sauce was too acidic.

So all in all it’s been a rather up and down day and so I think it would be good to be home on Wednesday. One of the plus sides of today was that we all managed to get window seats on the plane home! Which means I should be able to sleep on the 7 hour flight…yay!

Tomorrow we’re having lobster for lunch and will be going on a New York tour before flying home in the evening.

Okay so we decided on steaks for tea however there were only expensive places…and Applebees; so we went there. The drinks were good as were the steaks but they had messed up the order and hadn’t cooked the potatoes properly. Yet the food sustained us for our journey to New Jersey.

We headed over to the stadium and got free towels (since we were one of the first however many people in there). It was very cold inside but our spirits (and temperatures) were kept up with hot chocolate and vigorous crowd participation.

However the weather got worse and the shivers couldn’t be stopped by dancing and cheering. So once we made it into the last quarter we made an executive decision that our limbs were too important to us, and hence we scarpered (wasn’t like we missed anything as the Jets were leading 30 to 0).

My feet were numb all the way back to the train, and were rather odd to walk on; since I had to keep looking down to check they were still there.

But we made it home after an awesome night and are now sitting with a blanket over us, flicking through TV channels; trying to fight away the inevitable colds that are forming in our sinuses.

Since we’ve got a whole day to do whatever we want to…and we haven’t made plans until later…Edmund and I are watching TV whilst Waffle naps.

We found on the Discovery Health channel a show called ‘Dr G: Medical Examiner’ which is basically like ‘Bones’ but with real people. It follows Dr G as she figures out what has killed each person who is rolled through the morgue. It’s strangely addictive…

But as you may guess, this has brought up many conversations about death and what happens after. Edmund is going to make my bones glow by shoving them into a nuclear reactor. Then I will give away my bones for raving purposes (who needs glow sticks when you have my fibula to dance with?) So…who wants what? Edmund has bagsied my humerous.

If you haven’t guessed already, beer has been consumed.

I apologise for the late blogging but it was an incredibly late night, good but tiring.

Our luxury sedan town car arrived a little bit early for us and so we didn’t manage to get any photos before we went out (however we did get some afterwards).

We were driven to our restaurant next to the Gershwin Theatre and were soon seated at our table (that was reserved under the name of Lord Jason Donnelly). We then decided to act all posh and British at them…which was incredibly fun. They didn’t seem sure whether we were actually rich and high class, so we were treated extremely well. I even had my wine poured for me when my glass got dangerously close to being empty.

The food was amazing. Starters of Bruschette for the boys and Mozarella e Zuccini for me. Then the best Lasagna that Edmund had ever had, a delicious salmon dish for our Lord and a Sausage, Spinach and Portobello Mushroom Risotto (that I wouldn’t be surprised to find out had been made by the gods themselves), for me. Then finishing off the meal with desserts, Orange Sorbet, Vanilla Ice Cream and Tiramisu.

We then leisurely made our way through to the theatre and had a glass of wine (or coke) whilst waiting for the performance to start.

The play was amazing, however it really didn’t follow the book (as it’s not really child friendly) but I wasn’t expecting it to; as this would have been hard to do on stage.

Once the performance had finished we were going to go buy a t-shirt for me however the crowd was too big for us to bother and so we went into an Irish pub for a drink.

Waffle then hailed his first ever taxi, and we survived a New York cab ride home!

After taking the photos, we sat down to watch the new Doctor Who and I drank beer out of my Wicked cup whilst munching beef jerky.

Today we are going to the Jets vs. Bengals NFL game…however the start time has been changed to 8.30pm tonight so we now have a free day. It is an extremely cold day and will be an even colder night so we will be wrapping up warm.

When on our way back from the Natural History Museum we found a door at 72nd street. Now this door wasn’t a normal door…it seemed out of place and distinctly mysterious.

Maybe there was a dragon behind it, watching and waiting for an innocent 1 train to come scuttling by. It would munch and crunch its way through the metal, and discard the bones of the terrified public onto the tracks; and hence would cause havoc and backlog in journeys.

Or maybe it’s a troll on a mission to chew it’s way through the power lines. He likes the shocks on his teeth as he breaks through the cables. Cackling he scuttles through the mysterious door, avoiding detection from the general public and leaving devastation in his wake.

However there is no evidence to suggest any of these things and these are merely the ramblings of me. However if anyone else has any other suggestions as to what could reside beneath then please do let me know.

But doesn’t it look like it should open with a key?

…this post entails lots of photos of New York rather than pictures of food.

However, we went and wandered round the Museum of Natural History. There were dinosaurs and teeth. But it was extremely tiring so we were quite glad to be back at home.

We got supplies for sausage and mash/chips and found out how much American potatoes fail…they tasted fine, but looked like scrambled eggs.

Tomorrow is Broadway day and so we went out and found a suitable restaurant (just round the corner from the Gershwin theatre) for our pre-theatre meal.

We’ve not got a huge amount planned for tomorrow daytime since it’s an awesome day for Suzi…Wicked baby! Plus we are recording the new Doctor Who off BBC America whilst we’re out.

Until tomorrow: here are some pictures off dinosaurs, Central Park, the apartment and Times Square.

Okay so we didn’t end up getting any Japanese food yesterday as somehow Harlem fails at it. However today is a new day, and on our travels we have found a Japanese restaurant; Tenzan.

So we all got random lunch stuff and have been chowing down on California rolls, tempura and eel cucumber rolls. All washed down with some fresh, cold sake.

Then we’ll be heading over to the museum of natural history. But for now…sushi!

Went to the Magic Johnson Cinema in Harlem to see Sherlock Holmes. The film was actually really good.

I’ve eaten a whole box of Milk Duds and now cannot even look at them. Waffle has had a salt overdose from the popcorn and Edmund ate a whole large bag of popcorn to himself.

On the way home we saw a white outline of a body, partially hidden by snow. We’re hoping it was kids messing around…

We’ve decided that New York would be a bad place for a drive by as you’d get stuck at traffic lights…unless you’re turning right.

Hoping to get some Japanese food for tea before we head out to Times Square later on. No idea where we’ll be stood but it should be awesome.

Catch you in 2010, Happy New Year!

Woke up this morning to find it snowing quite heavily. Apparently it will turn into rain later but who cares, we’ll be in Times Square ringing in the new year (5 hours after you lot in Britain).

But when I opened the back door to take some lovely snowy photos for you guys, I managed to “break” the door. It wouldn’t close, not even when Edmund tried pulling it.

So we went and munched our respective breakfasts (buttery toast for me and icky Cheerios for Edmund) trying to think of a plan. I suddenly had a brilliant idea! Without telling Edmund (who was now getting on his shoes to go outside and fiddle with it) I pushed the door open further, and slowly it began to close.

Apparently brains work better after toast rather than Cheerios.

Toast 1 – Cheerios 0

On another note we still don’t know what we’re doing before Times Square this evening…best get on that.