"It chewed me up and spat me out like bad fish..."

Last day in NY. The plan was to check out of the hotel, check the bags and go do some last moment sight seeing and grab an afternoon train back to Albany. What actually happened was, we woke up and I was so sore and stiff that the thought of walking around, even a little bit made me shudder. So we booked our train tickets for the morning and left the hotel.
I took one last look at New York from the taxi window, pawing at it like a dog who wanted to be let out and collapsed into the train seat. We waved goodbye to the city and watched the countryside whoosh past from the comfort of our seats.

New York is fantastic. Every film I ever saw,  I was picking landmarks out from. If you can handle city life and manage crowds to an extent then its totally worth the money to see it. If I were a little fitter I would of loved to have stayed longer, seen more, done more. I dont even think a full week is enough.  I can really appreciate the architecture, the fact that they built up, fast. The fact America is a young country and the bedrock of New York has created a really neck aching city skyline.

No sooner had we arrived in Albany than I could feel the sudden change in pace. The city is hectic, just waking up and getting out is a mission. I think it was Baz Lurman that said "Live in New York city once but leave before it makes you tough..." I dont consider myself to have 'lived' in the city but I certainly bit a huge chunk out of the apple and had a mighty fine taste! If I were to go back, then I would consider the period between one visit and the next, where I would return to normal life and save up, a rest! I am so glad I had this opportunity to witness it first hand and I am so grateful I had Sam and Nina to help me and guide me through, thankyou.

We got back into the car and picked up Skylar from the Doggie Hotel.

  Then we all went home to relax and reflect upon our individual adventures.
Later that evening we went out for food, I was hoping to visit the Old English but it was way to packed. I had quite enough of crowds this past week, as so did Sam, so we found a very quiet Italian restaurant, had a couple of glasses of wine, some food and went home.
We rented and watched Cloverfield, just mainly to pick out familiar sights from our visit. Then... the inevitable happened; we crashed in our beds.