US/Canada/French Canada...

After the MET (and after taking a "sitting on the stairs of the MET like Gossip Girl" photo except it was pi$$ing down) - we wandered for a bit around Park Avenue and the Upper East Side. All very swish, expensive, ritzy (as Kath N Kim would say) and very Gossip Girl.. Ahhhh!

That night we headed down to the Village (the gay one) for dinner and drinks. I have to say the subway station there is a bit weird - combining my Dad's first name and second name or something. We headed to a "fusion Thai" restaurant down Christopher Street - and had Thai Tacos for an entree (or an appetizer as the Americans call it) and some Pad Thai for our main (or entree as the Americans call it which makes no sense because entree means beginning...). Of course everything is Supersized in the states so we could start to feel the carbs and calories count up with every taco bite...

After dinner (which was about 11pm because I think we are still jet lagged) we headed back to the bar area around the Village although nothing was really pumping. We went to a bar called "Pieces" which was decked out with meat cleavers and plastic sheets everywhere (sort of like a Dexter episode). I had to check the bar in case someone was going to jab me with a syringe and then disembody my corpse.