I was so excited. This would be my first time to New York, and I couldn't sit still. The entire plane ride there, I was practically jumping up and down. Then we landed walked to the terminal. I had never seen so many different people in one place before. It was beautiful, how completely different the people were. Yet, they were somehow the same. I must have ran into ten people before I was out of the terminal. I learned quickly that they don't stop to acknowledge apologies.
We all caught a taxi to our hotel. It was huge! The buildings were so tall that I couldn't see the tops of them, but I tried anyway. I tried making small talk with the cab driver, but learned all to quickly that things don't work that way in New York.
We arrived at our hotel, which was beautiful on the outside, but the inside. The inside was astonishing. It was as if the hotel were built to fit my tastes. It all looked so vintage and beautiful. From the bouquets that were places just so throughout the hotel to the crisp, freshly pressed maroon uniforms of the staff. The floors were made of a rose-gold colored marble tile, with columns that looked rather similar. The ceilings were high and full of chandeliers that made the whole place look as if it sparkled. The wall-paper in the lobby looked like it had been perfectly preserved since the Victorian Era, and I loved it.
We made our way up to our suit. It was the entire top floor, and we had our own private balcony overlooking the beautiful city. The beds were made perfectly, and everything was pristine. I was impressed, and I hadn't even made a dent in my shopping money yet.
Since it was late we decided to get some rest and not hit the stores until the following day, which made me grateful, considering I was exhausted.
The next day we hit Macy's first. I think I bought the entire store. I know I bought one thing from each department. Then we hit Tiffany's, and I thought I might die of happiness. I got so many little blue boxes it was ridiculous. We hit several other stores, and then went back to the hotel for a movie and some popcorn. Then we went to sleep.
The very next day I woke up bright and early. Today was Broadway day, and I knew exactly the musical I wanted to see. Phantom of the Opera. It has been on my list of things to do since the movie came out in 2004. We got to the theater, we went to our seats, and we waited for it to start. Then I heard the band start to play. I almost fainted from sheer excitement.
The rest of the time we went shopping and we went to a few more Broadway plays, but nothing compared to Phantom of the Opera, and my first time in the original Macy's and Tiffany's. I know I'll be going back to New York City very very soon.