Tuesday, April 7, 2009
A long awaited mini-break to New York without kids, started with Rosie coming in at 6 ' o clock in the morning saying the magic words: " I am not feeling very well" , after which, to prove the point, she threw up on my side of the bed.
As Rosie was even more worried than us that her three day sleepover would be cancelled, she insisted she was okay. We willingly believed her and left her behind looking rather pale. Needless to say she threw up some more as we enjoyed our inflight entertainment system on the Virgin American flight to JFK. She was taken good care of and recovered within a day, but it did not make the best start.
New York was great, blustery and wet.
We were six and ate a lot, including an experimental mouthful of smoked vanilla ice-cream, which tasted exactly like a campfire. I did not like it much. We jumped the line at Topshop which had opened its first US store the day before. I tried on various items from the Kate Moss line, which unfortunately made me look like a transvestite. We even squeezed in a yoga lesson and shanti shanti-d with our friends.
Will report back after our next outing. Easter weekend in Legoland.