My final day in NYC…
Breakfast at Tiffany’s (this means coffee, croissant and window shopping) like in the flick, followed by a carriage ride eating warm pretzels through Central Park, including a stop for ice skating (still no good and still hang on to the sides) and hot chocolate. Amazing early dinner at the Plaza, (imagine Selfridges and Harrods combined but on a much smaller, more intimate scale) show on Broadway (Warhorse), and to finish off a midnight visit to the top of the Empire State....