For Christmas this year, Ginnie and I gave my nieces tickets to see Mary Poppins on Broadway. And since they are only 9 and 6 years old, they couldn’t very well go by themselves, so we took them to New York one very cold weekend in January.
We crammed a lot into our just-over-24-hour trip. We went to Times Square and checked out the huge Toys R Us store, complete with full-sized ferris wheel. We rode a subway up to FAO Schwartz to see the famous Big Piano. That place is amazing!
I can’t resist Bernadette Peters!
The girls loved Mary Poppins! Ginnie and I were mostly impressed by the set and all the production values. Holy cow! Bert tap dances upside-down across the top of the proscenium!
Final stop – the top of the Empire State Building. Here’s a little secret about me – I have elevator dreams. I’ve had them my entire life. I never really worried about them, and elevators never bothered me at all. However, I’m finding that as I get older, I’m less and less comfortable on them. So when I got off that first elevator on the 80th floor (did you know you have to take two elevators to get to the top?), I actually considered letting Ginnie take the girls up the rest of the way while I headed for the ground floor. But I didn’t – mostly because I wanted to take these pictures.
Here are a few other pics from the weekend.