After getting settled into the hotel it was time to venture out into the surprisingly chilly streets of the Big Apple. The Empire State Building was almost across the corner, and easily visible from the front steps of the hotel.
First things first: buying a weekly metroticket, even without spending seven days in the city, it’s a better and far more convenient deal than dealing with each subway trip separately.
The target of the day was Times Square, but the first shop of the day was to the south of that, the HBO Store. The selection of the house shirts from Game of Thrones was incomplete – the southernmost kingdom, that of Martells, was not represented yet. Toyed with the idea of buying multiple shirts, but finally settled on just the Starks’. The finest design was the kraken for Greyjoys, and the Targayrens’ three-headed dragon wasn’t shabby either. Picked up the newly released first season of Treme, and had thus given the little finger to the demons of shopping.
Dined in Heartland Burger, their beer (half a dozen self-brewed variants available) was excellent, and the Kobe burger was just the thing to stave off hunger (year, that’s TWO Kobe beef items in a couple of days for those scoring at home).
Times Square was its busy and very crowded self. Virgin Megastore is gone, replaced by Forever 21, a clothing store for girls and the Naked Cowboy was nowhere to be seen either.
Bought yet more shirts (thanks, Aeropostale), a second shrimp magnet and came to the conclusion that there are such things as unpleasantly crowded shops. The M&M store was packed to the gills, and left without any chocolate.
Return to the hotel was effortless with one of the 5th Avenue trains.
Watched the tail end of the Knicks-Celtics game in the hotel’s lobby bar, 12:31. Knicks lost, predictably, even if Carmelo Anthony had a night for the records.