So I left my baby in Baltimore and hopped on a train into New York City. I was going for work... DDI Facilitator Training. However, I made sure I also built in some fun. I met up with my niece, Sammy, on Sunday. She lives in Queens and is working in Manhattan. We had lunch, hit Wicked on Broadway, walked around New York and had dinner. It was a wonderful day and I so enjoyed catching up with Sammy!
We walked by Bryant Park and saw the white tents for Fashion Week! We tried to get in some celebrity sightings, but no luck! I wonder why they wouldn't let me in? Do you think my $20 Target jeans had something to do with it?
Most of my week was spent in a conference room in my hotel. I had training from 8:30 to 5:30 everyday. In addition to that, I had to prepare a 30 minute presentation each night to give the next day. So, I didn't have a lot of time to sight see. I did have dinner with Sammy on Monday night, which was wonderful! On Tuesday, I went to dinner with some of the group I was training with. We weren't going to go until 8:30, so I got out and walked around by myself. I found Rockefeller Plaza and I am pretty sure I spotted the church that Carrie spies Big attending with his mom (Sex and the City for those who have no clue what I am talking about).
The last morning I was there, I couldn't really sleep. So, I figured I could lay in my bed wishing I would fall asleep, or I could get up and go see Ground Zero. I figured with as often as I am in NYC, I best get up and go! So, I did. I have to tell you it was a really sad experience for me. I sat there and looked at this vast open pit, a construction site. I was sad because of what happened there in 2001. I kept playing the images I saw on the tv and realized I was standing on the same ground that it actually occurred. But even more, I was sad to think that 8 1/2 years later, we haven't done anymore with that site than leave it a big construction zone... with nothing built to commemorate those who died, to show that as a nation we can overcome, nothing. That was the saddest part to me. I think it is very symbolic of where we are at as a nation. We have become so divided, so political, so unwilling to compromise, we can't even come together to decide on a memorial for such a national tragedy... It really made an impact on me.
Now, off my political soap box.
I loved New York! The City Girl that lives inside me was very happy! We are planning a Girls Weekend there for 2011 and I cannot wait! This time, no work, just play! WAHOO!!!!