Best Cupcakes Ever!

Loads of destinations, but not quite the overwhelmed day we anticipated, we kicked off with a highly anticipated return to the Union Square market. It was good, but not as grand as we remembered. Still, we managed to find a few artifacts of interest and once we found ourselves overwhelmed by the bountiful amounts of craft that infest this market, we set off to visit to the Staten Island ferry. It was extremely cold and windy, and having seen the statue of liberty up close and personal before, we were keen just for a look from the upper deck of the ferry terminal.

Though turkey day was a glorious 64 degrees, the days that followed were more in the 42 area and the wind was nigh on unbearable! Made things a little difficult to be sure.

From there we went to Bleeker and W11th for one of our must go to destinations - Magnolia's cake store. Anyone au fait with Sex In The City will know this store's legend and you can find this place pretty easily... it's the one with the queue of freezing people around the corner. The store itself is really humble and the prices were so insanely cheap. I was all geared up for a $5 per cupcake spend, yet they were a meagre $2 a piece. And talk about a kick ass cup cake. Wowser! Didn't see Carrie Bradshaw in the cue, but Michelle pointed out that she is in fact an actor and probably gets a closed door walk through of the store when she's in the market for cakes.

Took in some great slices for lunch, though I don't know how long we can sustain that sort of diet. It's fun to eat and when compared to australian pizza, the comparison is that there is no comparison. To elaborate, I'll never eat Australian pizza again! Lard bucket crap that it is!

Due to the writers and theater strikes in the US, some of the shows that were not affected, were also afflicted by legions of people and as a result our attempts to see Xanadu were foiled. Not the end of the world; we went off in pursuit of a film, but massive queues made this seem like a chore and after trawling around for a while on the sub freezing streets of NYC, we decided that enough was enough and sought refuge in our hotel room.

Our journey is almost at an end. Hope Peach remembers us he he he.