My sister and I decided sometime last year that we needed to take our seven-year-old niece Lorna to the Big Apple. Since Kim and I are huge New York City fans, primarily because of Broadway, we felt quite sure we could pass our interest down to our niece. Not only did we manage to do that we created a monster.
She loved it! So, after almost a year of planning, we left Crossville early Monday with our niece and sister-in-law, Shona, in tow. This was Lorna's first plane trip and quite frankly, I think she loved the plane as much as anything else we did while there.
As we boarded our American flight in Nashville, the pilot was standing outside the cockpit. I told him it was Lorna's first flight. "That's funny," he joked.
As we taxied down the runway, I kept watching her for any signs of anxiety or nervousness. She loved it. She even told me on the flight back that she wished we could dive toward the ground and pull straight up!
I always call NYC the city with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. It is always so very loud and busy. When I go, I am too, because we always have a lot to do in just a few short days.
This time was no exception, and since Lorna was with us, we did a lot of the touristy things that we haven't done in a while, such as the Statue of Liberty water tour, Chinatown, the Empire State Building and Top of the Rock. One of our favorite things which we would have never done had she not been with us was Madame Roussad's Wax Museum. As soon as we walked in, we saw a Paris Hilton statue, in the jail costume of black-and-white stripes.