Sadly today was our last day in New York - needless to say it was going to be a full one!Daddy went off in the morning for golf out in New Jersey for the day whilst Mummy and I nipped up towards Central Midtown for one of the most eagerly awaited activities; the Sex and the City tour! It must be said that this is a MUST do for any true SATC fan.In fact, had we known we could have dressed up as our favourite character!The tour started off outside the Pullitzer fountain outside the Plaza hotel, location of many shots including the moment where Carrie sees Big with his fiancee Natasha.From there we visited various locations including Charlotte's gallery, Samatha's residence in the Meatpacking district, Miranda's gym and the place where Carrie and Big nearly tied the knot in the recent movie...The tour was excellent, not just for an added perspective on the show but also to get to grips with the various districts in Manhattan with a fun twist and our guide Emily was really great getting the atmosphere going although not much help was needed after a pit stop at "Scout", the bar Steve and Aidan set up in the 6th series, where many a 'cosmo' was consumed!
After finishing the tour we both felt the need to pursue one of the main activities of SATC...(not sex) SHOPPING!!Hence it was back to 5th avenue for me, and one last trip to the Abercrombie store to buy Kitty's things.Arriving outside the store was like getting to a club - there was a queue!Although it was all worth it to get in and see the fit model (topless of course!) in the doorway and amusing to see even the stiff lipped upper east side women hovering outside for a glance.Abercrombie was buzzing of course, and it was exciting to be asked to work in the store again...London here we come?!
There was also a small market set up down one of the cross streets; many stalls all selling very similar stuff such as "real pashima - $3" (errrr...! ), fake handbags and NYPD T-shirts - none of which were as tempting as the things in the Cartier store...
The rest of the afternoon whizzed by, although mention should be made of the talented buskers on the Subway who were much better than the likes of London underground and possibly the most flexible man I have ever seen down at the South Street Seaport who shimmied his way through a 15" tube and stretched into positions I have only seen little Chinese girls manage at the circus.
Sadly we had to say good bye to NYC...at least for now!But Mummy and I jetted off in style in a chauffeur driven car (the driver had driven Pavarotti and Jamie Foxx) and a quick stop in the Virgin 'Clubhouse' lounge complete with SONY DVD theatre before Mummy settled down in her sleeper bed in upper class for the flight back to Heathrow...