Our final day in New York. We actually managed to get up early to make rope-drop at the Morgan Library & Museum. It’s wild to think this jewel-box of a museum began as J.P. Morgan’s private library (a Gilded Age financier in case you hadn't heard of him). Vaulted ceilings, Renaissance-inspired murals, shelves stacked three stories high with rare books. It was rather annoying though that we had to share the space with groups of students of various sorts...
An example of the many treasures of the collection include the original manuscript of Charles Dickens’ A Christmas Carol, complete with his handwritten edits. Truly a must-visit for anyone who loves books, history, beautiful architecture or just a good “rich guy built himself a palace of treasures” moment.
Day 21: Manuscripts, French comfort, and a musical reminder that endings can be beautiful too.
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| It was so hard to take a good photo that captured the feel of this amazing place |
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| Secret vault |
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| So MANY people!!! |
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| You might think you were in Europe |
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| Pretending to know about Renoirs |
Dinner was at Benoit, Alain Ducasse’s Parisian-style bistro complete with warm lighting, polished brass, and that unmistakable old-world French charm. The food was french classic comfort done well. The kind of dishes that don’t need to be reinvented because they were perfect the first time.
To wrap up our last night in America, we headed to Maybe Happy Ending - a gentle and sweet musical about love, timing, and connection. An aptly named finale to this chapter of the Festival of Fifty.
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| The bar at the front of the restaurant |
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| The dining room |
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| Thank you NYC for a great ending to this chapter! |
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| B is for butter and butter is for me... |
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| Nothing too adventurous |
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| The classiques |
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| but oh so good |
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| Something we would have LOVED to squeeze in |
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| Bad photo. Good musical |
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