This past weekend, my husband and I visited the Big Apple. NYC. New York. THE City. Is it obvious yet that New York is my absolute favorite city? I’ve been about 5 times before this trip, and I would go again in a heartbeat. (Anyone want to buy me a plane ticket for next weekend….?)
A few weeks ago I was looking up cheap airline tickets, just for fun. David and I had been hoping to do something for spring break, but all of our other plans had fallen through, and besides, we had different breaks (mine was last week and his is this week). I looked just out of boredom, hoping to get an idea of what we could do for our next trip. The site required me to put in dates, a departing airport, and a destination. I picked our local airport and NYC, any airport, just to get an idea of the price point. For 2 people, round trip, 2 weeks in advance it was $420, including fees. We booked it 2 days later.
We were going to New York!! I was giddy for the two weeks while we last-minute planned our long weekend. We booked an Airbnb for Friday-Monday, I asked off work for Monday, and we got in touch with friends and family in the area. We each made a list of things we wanted to do/see and tried to match them up the best we could, knowing we would barely be able to get a taste of NYC in a single weekend, albeit a long one. Our flights were early Friday morning and late Monday evening, giving us *almost* 4 full days.
Friday morning we woke up at 3:30AM to get to the airport by 4:30 for our 5:50AM flight with a layover in DC. Unfortunately, even in the urban areas of central NC there are a grand total of ZERO Ubers or Lyfts at 4AM on a Friday morning. ZERO. We scrambled to drive to the airport, knowing we’d have to pay out the ass to park at the airport all weekend, also knowing we had no choice.
So we threw our backpacks in the car and drove to the airport. We got through the surprisingly long line at security and to our gate, boarding exactly on time. We then waited in the plane for two hours for American Airlines to get themselves together. We finally took off, late, and arrived right when our connecting flight was leaving Ronald Reagan for LaGuardia. Fabulous. 21 people on our flight were supposed to be on that connection and I must say American did nothing to help us other than quietly assign us to a new flight, which no one could access full information on. The full story is a different story for a different day, but lemme just say #DisappointedAmericanAirlines
We finally got on the right plane, took off, and arrived at LaGuardia. NEW YORK CITY, BABY!!
NYC at 9AM on a Friday is crawling with Lyfts and Ubers, so we had no problem getting a Lyft from the airport to the Airbnb to drop off our bags. Then it was on to the adventure. We weren’t quite ready to brave the NYC subway system, so we took an Uber (Uber has shared rides in NYC, which are cheaper. Bring that to NC please!) to Jackson Heights, Queens, where there is a South Asian neighborhood and an AMAZING dosa restaurant, Dosa Delight. I knew about the place because 4 or 5 summers ago I went there with my cousin, Holly. We walked around the neighborhood for about 30-45 minutes, taking in the atmosphere and the culture. Different languages swirled around us, and different people surrounded us on the streets. We visited a couple of shops, just window shopping and killing time until the restaurant opened for lunch.
We split an order of samosas, followed by different kinds of dosa. David, of course, ordered like a pro, having spent last summer in India. I stumbled through ordering something that I hoped wasn’t ridiculously spicy, but would still be authentic. The samosas and dosa were amazing, and I would absolutely go back a third (and fourth and fifth…) time.
We ubered back to the Airbnb and crashed (we’d been up since 3:30AM!) until dinner time. We were sick of paying for ubers and lyfts, and weren’t quite ready to brave the subway system at night, so we looked for food near us. We were in Astoria, Queens, in a mostly residential area, but there were a few restaurants near us. We found a pub in walking distance that looked reasonably priced and headed out, already starving again.
Dillingers Pub and Grill was about a block away. It had a nice casual atmosphere, especially at 6PM. They were playing pop music from about 2000-2010, so I knew basically every song. It was a nice, nostalgic pick. The food was great pub food; David had a burger while I enjoyed a buffalo chicken sandwich. He got a beer and I had their rum punch, which was on special for $5. The whole experience was very enjoyable, and we went home full and happy, but totally ready to shower and go to bed early. We knew we had a big day ahead of us in Manhattan and Brooklyn!
Look out for future posts on the rest of our trip! I can’t wait to share the full story with you. (5/20/18 update: the whole story has been posted! See part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, and part 6 now!) Have you been to NYC? What were your experiences there? What’s your favorite city in the US? The world? Let me know in the comments below! Share this post via Facebook or Twitter and, as always, follow me here on WordPress for more GREAT content like this.