The day began with a late breakfast at a new place in town, and the drive up to Manhattan was trouble free, and we got to the hotel in early afternoon.

So, we dumped the bags and took off. We did the Times Square thing, checking out the stores and the neon, and the other neon. They even put our picture up in lights! The staff at the Nokia Theatre were so impressed with my charm and good looks (or maybe it was the cowboy hat...) that they put our picture on their marquee. Heh. Hopefully my parole officer won't see it.

Anyway, we strolled along Broadway, sampling the stores, and she picked out a necklace from a jeweler. This thrilled me to death because SWHTL wears very little jewelry, heck, normally she only wears the studs I bought her when we were first dating. So - when she pointed out a shiny little number, I gritted my teeth and whipped out the plastic. Good deal, she loves it.

Moving on, we checked out a small piece of Central Park, we saw Wicked and we had a midnight dinner at The Palm - which had to be the best food I've ever eaten in my entire life.

On the way back to the hotel, we took the subway where I created a minor ruckus by making balloon animals for a group of hispanic kids who didn't speak English but who had a blast as we "mimed" to each other what kind of balloons I should make them.

The next morning, while she slept I snuck out of our hotel  grabbed a dozen roses, orange juice, some bagels & cream cheese (and some Red Bull for my hangover) and we had a lazy Sunday morning. Everyone we met was nice, everyone smiled, and I'm still exhausted.

Check out a few pictures on my personal site.

Update [2006-12-18 12:32:26 by ObviousTroll]: I fixed the speeling eror that wiredog found....