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New York, New York

The Big Apple.
The City that never sleeps.
THE Melting Pot.
5 boroughs with the largest population density anywhere in the US.
New York City.

Father and daughter made it their next stop on the east coast journey after wrapping up a sweltering yet wonderful July 4th in DC.

We took the Amtrak NE Regional from DC to NY and were transported in little over 3 hours right in the heart of Manhattan. Our eyes lit up before we saw the lights as we ran into a Krispy Kreme donut on the way out. It was the glazed goodness that got us charged, before we emerged from the underground into the madness that is NY.

We spent over 3 days in and around NY taking in everything from the local architectural landmarks to historic memorials like the French gift in the form of a lady holding a torch (Statue of Liberty, which celebrates her 125th anniversary of installation in the Harbor this year.



Also visited 'ground zero', which marks the site of one of the most daring but outrageous acts of crime committed on a helpless people in the first world.

The new memorial (more than the business justification) to show that the 'free spirit' is alive and well will be completed when the Freedom Tower opens for business in 2014. It will be 1776 feet high at its peak above mean sea level to harmonize with the year of American Independence.

Toured Harlem

in the north of the city and took in the oxygen at Central Park along its man made lakes where the daughter got picked up by a flash mob practicing their broadway musical.


That was quite the surprise and few minutes of feeling famous.

On the gastronomic front we dabbled in some local Deli pastrami along with some great thin crust pizza. Also found a 'Basera' (as in desi restaurant which means 'Home') in mid town Manhattan that satiated the craving for nostalgia - the daughter ordered - she did good - we had the Chicken Tikka Masala with some hot naan.

Finger licking good and then we called it a day (or a rainy eve as it turned out) to retire and pack for our flight back west.

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