New York City. Breakfast in the hotel restaurant. The restaurant is supposed to open at 6:30, but we got there after 7:00 and they still weren't open, so we went in and sat down anyway. I was supposed to get up before breakfast and hit the hotel gym, but it was hard enough getting up at 7:00 this morning, because that's 5:00 Utah time and half a day isn't long enough for me to adjust to the time. Nothing too interesting this morning. Paul is doing race-related stuff all day, so I'm going to go be a tourist with my sister. More later. I spent most of the day walking around downtown. I took a taxi (my first) from our hotel to my sister's. They were at 47th St. and we decided we would just walk from there down to the pier to go see the Statue of Liberty. Well, when we got down around 10th St. we decided to pull out the old map and saw that, contrary to what we thought previously, after you get past the numbered streets there is another mile or so to the water. So, instead of walking the whole way, we hopped in another taxi and went down to the World Trade Center Memorial. It was kind of surreal. I mean, the place has so much emotional meaning, but it just looks like a construction site right now. We talked some about where we were when it happened and then moved on to conversations about stupid stuff we did as kids (our conversations always move in that direction). From there it is a pretty short walk down to the water and we were soon there. Guess what was there to greet us! A two-hour-long line. That kind of put a damper on things, since my sister had to leave for the airport in a few hours. We decided to just take the subway (my first time) and head back towards Times Square for some lunch. After lunch we did some souvenir shopping (you can't pass up the 7 for $10 t-shirts) and then it was time for them to head for the airport. I wished that I had more time with my sister, but I'll take whatever I can get. After they left for the airport, I went back upstairs and Paul was there (after his race-prep day). We relaxed for a bit, then tossed around what we should do for dinner, blah, blah, blah. We're pretty much home-bodies, so we ended up ordering some delivery and hanging out in the hotel room. Logan slept over with us so that he wouldn't have an hour subway ride in the morning before the race. We all went to bed some time around 8:30 (6:30 in Utah), which was pretty amazing. More tomorrow.
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