Its been a hard days night

Today was the day we visited the spot where the great man Mr John Lennon was slain. While I am not a huge fan of his music I am certainly appreciative of his contribution to popular culture, as well as the influence he had on the people of the world. His loss was felt by all.

The D's day began at 4:45am. Yep, after blogging til half past midnight, we could only sleep for 4 hrs. So with heavy legs Lynne and I set off for a walk and watched the city awake. Tremendous experience. While getting a coffee at Starbucks a Beck song was playing loudly when 2 dudes of a darker persuasion ran in. Wondering what was to happen next one of them broke into song -a singalong with Beck - what a voice. Gotta love this city!

We took a 2 hr bus tour of Central Park and upper Manhattan. This followed our 1st diner experience where I had pancakes with stupidly enormous amounts of 

Syrups and butter with bacon and eggs. Heart attack territory I know as the others looked on, maybe in awe but probably with concern, but its another ticked box within my first 12 hrs in NYC.  

At the moment we're sucking on a couple of local brews in our Manhattan brownstone apartment. The fridge has been stocked. We also bought some food type sustenance from the local Amish market cos ive been told a man cannot live on hops alone. But gotta go soon as were off on another bus trip- a 2hr night trip to see the lights on the Manhattan skyline. Then it'll be off to another typically late dinner - just as the locals do. And after a fun filled day in the sun we already feel like Manhattanites.. I trust the temperature at home is warm enough for you.