More biting wind. Fri and Saturday

I will never again complain about the cold on my early morning walks in Canberra.  The tall buildings and long streets here act like wind tunnels. You can be walking along a street in -16 degrees wearing all your clothes in relative comfort and you turn a corner and are hit by a wind that slices through everything and hurts .  The one mistake I have made with clothing and will rectify tomorrow is gloves. Carol and Isla have gloves you can touch a screen with. I donot. I have to take mine off to take a photo. Hence not many photos.

Having said all that, yesterday morning I walked about 2.4 km through Central Park. It is really beautiful with the sun shining on the snow and the bare trees. Very few people. Photos soon.   I went to the Museum of the City of New York and really enjoyed it. I watched a short film which did not gloss over the bad times and walked through the well arranged galleries.

Carol and Katie had been to the 9 /11 memorial site. The weather is hard for little people  and quite energy-sapping. Still, Katie loves playing in the snow and in the afternoon I found them near a closed playground. I looked after Katie and enjoyed some frozen 'cake', amongst other delicacies, that she prepared. On our way back to the apartment the 'icy pole' that she insisted on carrying drew some odd smiles. Another dinner from Zabars.

Today we went to the Metropolitan Museum and wandered through some of the numerous galleries, all full of amazing stuff.  We went to a Burger place that Carol wanted to try. Their heating was off , but it was still better than outside and Carol and I scored a complimentary t bag in hot water and Katie an apple juice.

I went to the Met Brewer Gallery, an offshoot of the main Met, that was not there last time I was in new York. There was a big exhibition of Edward Munch's paintings which do nothing much for me, maybe I should try and learn. There was, however, an exhibition entitled " Delirious:Art at the limits of Reason 1950 to 1980 which I enjoyed. Well, about half of the exhibits I enjoyed because they were patterns of things.  I can hear the smirks.

 I walked back through Central Park a different way, thought I was remebering  my way well from my previous visits but got stumped because at one point ahead of me there was a field of snow where I thought there was a pond, but as I got closer I realised it was an ice covered pond with some people walking on it.  I saw several Ice Rescue Ladder Stations with a bright red  ladder.

I tried another coffee shop and did the 3 block walk to Zabars for dinner.