This has been one of the rainiest seasons in the New York area, like ever. It could be 60 degrees, cloudy and rainy in the morning and a sweltering 85 degrees by lunch, THEN more rain in the evening. Bring a big purse to pack your umbrella, scarves, tee shirt, sweater, and sunscreen–seriously. You may need all of that in the course of 12 hours. Don’t bring a bathing suit. While Manhattan is surrounded by water, there are no beaches. People lay out in half-naked in lawn chairs on the sidewalk to tan. I’m not kidding.
Midtown Manhattan is a great place to go to happy hour with girlfriends for several reasons–cheap food and drinks, the hilarity that ensues from drunken disclosures, and all the quality “man meat” you’ll have access to. Bankers and brokers go to happy hour around there and many, MANY of them are single. Just remember the advice Tracy Renee Jones gave about picking up guys, and go for it, chica.
This was taken in front of Galway Pub on East 36th Street. Fun place. Trust me.