The Rest of New York

 Friday morning in Brooklyn, Rachel and I went to Miss Dahlia's Café for breakfast: croissants and an omelette with toast. It was a pretty darling place and the food was . . . of course, delicious.

 The greatest thing about New York was the array of people I saw there. Frankly, it's just a wee bit more diverse than Provo. It was fun to see every type of person all together on such a tiny island.

 When we got into the city, Rachel went off to work and I headed over to the UN building. I had to go through a major-security check but once I got inside it was fun to see all the tourist groups all over the place. But in one corner of the building there was a prayer room that was absolutely non-denominational. I can't help but think that in a place that strives for peace, there should be a room a little bigger than this devoted to prayer, but oh well.

 Outside they have this sweet sculpture of a gun with the end twisted into a knot. Again supporting the notion of striving for peace.

 Later I headed to Museum of Modern Art - and guess who met me there? It has some pretty incredible pieces; while walking through each gallery I would turn the corner and gasp at the pieces that were there. After this museum we met up with some others at Vapiano's, a su-per hip pasta place. And afterwards we went to a little Italian bakery - Rachel showed us around.

 Saturday morning Rachel and I went to the Boston flea market. It was AMAZING. I loved it so much. There were all kinds of old things, and crafty things, and delicious food, and of course some fascinating people.

 Plus it was in this great old building that was formerly a bank. Later in the day Rachel and I popped into the Met for the first time and checked out some more of the incredible art. Then we buzzed to Whole Foods in downtown to get some items for dinner. Rachel had invited several friends over for a potluck and it was incredible to meet some of these individuals I've heard so much about. Plus the food was fabulous. I went to bed incredibly late and incredibly full.

 Robb and Marybeth's post pretty well summed up Sunday except that before I saw them we went to the Manhattan 3rd singles ward and then I hailed a cab to get us to the Museum of Natural History. It was SWEET. Oh those yellow Taxi cabs. After I said goodbye to them I rushed back to Rachel's place and then rushed to the airport where I had a lovely flight back and ended up being able to sit next to Spencer.

And speaking of Spencer, the day after we got back from New York was - Valentine's day, and he gave me these lovely flowers. And I also got to hang out at Jeff's sweet Anti-Valentine's day Michael Jackson-on-vinyl party.