On our third day, a visit to The Metropolitian Museum of Art was on the itineary so we caught the train to the edge of Central Park and walked through the park again. We ventured into Central Park on our first day but it was all grey skies and drizzling rain but this time we were blessed with a stunning blue sky and a thick layer of snow across the whole park. It was magical!
The highlight was watching local families ride toboggans down a hill in a particular section of Central Park. Kids and parents were zooming everywhere, even across the footpath and down the slope on the other side. It was chaos but very entertaining.
The Met is now my favourite art musuem. It’s incredible with so many anicent and modern art pieces. I really loved the building itself and the easy to nagivate layout. And it’s location on the edge of Central Park on the Upper East Side is perfect! (The Natural History Museum is on the opposite side of Central Park)
We spent a bit of time wandering around the anicent Egyptyian wing of the museum, comparing the artefacts to what we saw in Egypt, both at the ancient sites and in the museums in Cairo. I was excited to see another false door. There is even a whole Egyptian temple inside The Met! It was relocated from the banks of Lake Nasser in Aswan when the dam was being contructed.
We also enjoyed the Japanese Art section, but were a little disappointed to discover that The Great Wave of Kanagawa by Hoskusai even though it was in the brouchures. The girls were able to do a free kids art workshop where they created portraits, adding gold leaf for look inspired by works of art at The Met. I stayed on a little longer at The Met while Braino headed back to the apartment with the girls to appreciated some of my favourite impressionist artists like Monet, Cezanne, Renior and Manet.
That night I went to the movies by myself to see Nosferatu. Last time we were in NYC it coincided with the Tribeca Film Festival where Braino and I saw three different films. While this wasn’t quite the same, Nosterfatu brought back memories of studying German Expresionist cinema in high school and university. And it was a good follow up to reading Dracula’s while we visited Whitby in England (which I haven’t actually shared on the blog yet)