I'm in America! So, New York is wonderful, my children are horribly jet-lagged...uh, what was I talking about again? Need...more...coffee--hey, it's thin, old school, regular New York coffee, I forgot about that. So different from kopi C. Not in a little blue-and-white cup with Greek keys on it, though; I made it at my hotel, which is a suite with a little kitchenette, useful for stabbing myself in the eye with a fork when my children won't go to sleep for the night and it is 8am. No, I mean useful for eating snacks when we are up all night. Boy, but America's infrastructure looks baaad, people. And everything is dirty! The girls were like, what's wrong with this bridge? (a metal bridge in Jersey leading from the Newark airport to the Holland Tunnel, I don't know what it's called). Old metal that's just black with soot! And graffiti! Man, if I fully acclimatize to the level of cleanliness, safety, and well-built massive public investment projects of Singapore I'll never be able to move home.
We're going to the American Girl Doll store to get dolls. We were going to have tea afterward at the Plaza, but it's so late now that I think we'll go tomorrow. I'm on the hook to take them to Serendipity (yeah, yeah) which is happily open till 11, so we'll do that. I kind of wanted to go to the Met and see the medieval European paintings, we'll see how we fare with that. Maybe just the Children's Zoo. Or where I really want to go, which is...H&M.