Waaaaay back in November, on the way to Boston for Thanksgiving, we made a stop for two nights in NYC. Breaking up the ten hour drive from DC to Boston with a layover in New York just makes everything about the trip better.
We are so lucky to have wonderful friends who live right in the city and let us crash with them in their gorgeous home with their AMAZING roof deck where my kids would like to just live forever. Or at the very least, camp out there occasionally.
My kids love—LOVE—going to New York, but I think what they love most of all is staying with friends who are more like family.
This time we took the kids on a touristy adventure and went to the New York Botanical Gardens in the Bronx for the holiday train show. I thought it looked really cool when I checked it out online, but I was amazed at how much I loved it, and the kids did too. (It’s still running for another week–you should totally go check it out if you’re in New York.)
Plus, we had to ride the subway to get there. The adventure is in the little things.
At the train show, tiny scale replicas of historic and famous landmarks are placed throughout the Botanical Gardens, and each one is handmade entirely from natural materials. Every window pane, Roman numeral on a clock face, shingle on the roof—they are all made of bark and twigs and acorns and leaves and moss. The attention to detail is remarkable. Each one is a little work of art.
And some are not so little.
The trains run in and around the buildings and the whole thing was pretty gorgeous.
After the train show, we got lunch and then took an Uber car to Central Park. My kids are far too impressed by taxis and Ubers—it makes me a little sad that they’re such country mice—but at least they’re easy to keep happy when stuff like that is so exciting.
And then, Central Park. I keep trying to tell Matt we could live in the city, if only we lived near the park (he disagrees)—there was not a rock in the place that our kids did not try to climb. And Central Park has some impressive climbing rocks.
And then—the piece de resistance: Wollman Ice Skating Rink, right at the edge of the park.
I tell you, my children loved it. I loved it. We skated for over an hour, but I think my kids would have stayed all day. Skating outside, surrounded by this huge park, surrounded by this amazing city—it was magical, truly.
We ended the weekend with pizza, yummy treats from Baked, and a Frozen movie-watching party. I don’t care if you’re an adult or a kid, it doesn’t get much better than that.