New York, 2.Day, Friday 10.12.2010

The "lying down" but then took 12 Hours and we woke up in surprise 6 Clock early on. Well rested and full of little irritated we rushed to the streets to end edge to already 07:30 Clock to go to a breakfast bistro. The hotel was very comfortable at the reception a small side table with an emergency Aufwachkaffee for people, need something absolutely. The comic Styrofoam cup encouraged me, however, very, still endure a few minutes and pressed on a delicious coffee to put through a filter holder as a morning greeting. At the corner of Amsterdam Avenue/79.Strasse in the building of the Hotel Lucerne was the Bistro NICE Matin ((NiceMatin)) placed.
By the at first sight somewhat European flavor we wanted to mitigate our culture shock and decided something, there to take our 1.Frühstück. Does getting a part of the course we had set ourselves the same, and got a nice table by the window allocated. 2 Cappuccini were quickly ordered and scrambled eggs with salmon, Croissant and jam we had then and still achieve radebrechend discussed.
The operation, however, was so rude and showed her fine features a wealth of gestures, as if just one treatment would have been with Botox. We then submitted again 10% Tipping, and then as still seen no movement was, was clearly laid for us, that we will no longer take our hard-earned dollars here.

Despite the lackluster, grouchy operation tasted the breakfast excellent and we were on our way, the Dakota building ((Dakota Building)) to search, in the 72.Strasse, I is located on the edge of Central Park. Surprised, to see the plaque of the dastardly murder of John Lennon, we went on the Central Park West street to the park and visited the mosaic monument of John Lennon. "Imagine" was there admitted with small tiles as font into a round circle of about 2.5-3m diameter. We crossed at frigid cold of Central Park on the 72nd Street Transverse, listening in the middle of the Fountain Bethesdia short a saxophone player, filled the empty space with pretty sax-like sounds, then the most expensive shopping street in the world, get out of the 5th Avenue on the east side of Central Park again. Passing all flagship stores of the great and very expensive fashion labels such as Louis Vuitton, Armani, Chanel, Dior, it just went to the Apple Store, the round-the-clock 7 Days a week is open. Across the street is the Plaza Hotel with the Pulitzer fountain in front.
Past busy New Yorkers, Tons of yellow cabs, of which at any time within seconds holding a Blank, as soon as someone raises his hand on the roadside, We were amazed us further south to Rockefeller Center, to look at the Christmas tree and the skating rink before. We went east on Madison Avenue to Park Avenue, a small detour into venerable Waldorf Astoria and finally into the Grand Central Terminal, oft auch Central Station ((Grand Central Terminal)) stated.
This architecturally interesting Station was 1913 is opened as a railway terminus with respect to the number of tracks and the biggest station in the world. Within this gigantic railway Cathedral, which was designed in Art Nouveau style, There is a separate floor with restaurants. This is a visit to the world famous "Oyster Bar Restaurant" ((Oysterbar NY)) recommend to anyone.
We sat down and a giant counter, from which you could watch from the ranks, as they advanced the fresh oysters to physical. A sign over 30 different oyster varieties contributed to my final confusion.
I tried oysters for the first time there, But as recommended by Klaus only the small, because the were better sip. For the main course we decided, to try a fresh Lobster. Klaus opted for grilled, I cooked for.
My seatmate, one-and-bred New Yorker, gave us advice immediately, which oysters are the best, and especially, I can later move to the Lobster to body, that it is not too much drift into slapstick. That these poor animals are thrown alive into the hot water I find horrible and I tried to oust, I engrossed by the stories of Victoria, my neighbor bar listening. It turned out that she ran a gallery in Soho and invited us for tomorrow Saturday, them in their gallery ((MIMI FERZT)) to visit.
We were then saturated very pleasant, went back toward Times Square ((Times Square auf Wikipedia)) and let the impressions of our senses as obscure drugs. Until our feet again begged for mercy, and we began an orderly retreat towards the hotel. Since this time we went to bed a little later, the next morning we were a little later on, to take the Circle Line boat tour around Manhattan in attack.