N E W Y O R K C I T Y

Part 2
Saturday morning we woke up early and raced.  This race is fun because of how close everyone is to the track.  It's a little 200 meter track, with 2 stories of people all around, cheering.  The race went pretty well, and then we cooled down near the Washington bridge (which we ran across last year).  


I spent the rest of the day with Kendy and Candace.  We had lunch, went shopping (IN A SIX STORY FOREVER 21!!!), and came back, prepared to spend the rest of the night watching chick flicks on TV, pretty much exhausted from the whole trip.  But then we got a text from KDA inviting us to go to the top of the Empire State Building.  Our sense of adventure did not fail us.  It was already 11 o'clock and our curfew with midnight, but luckily we were with our coach, and he extended it.  We walked all the way past Times Square to the Empire State Building, and as soon as I walked in, I couldn't help but think of Elf.  Anyway, apparently there is usually a really long line to go to the top, but we walked right into the elevators.  The top was so beautiful.  The clouds had just parted, and there was 100 percent visibility.  But the most fun part was the wind!  We would jump straight up, and the wind would push us back two feet.  They had to actually close off part of the balcony because it wasn't safe since the wind was so bad.  It was so much fun, and I'm very glad I went, instead of lying in bed watching chick flicks.  


The next morning, we got to sleep in and then go to church.  My favorite part was the ward chorister.  We decided he must be an ex-broadway star, because he sang twice as loud as the entire congregation combined.  Not what we expected from a little 5 foot, 80 year old man.  


After church, Cho invited us to her friend's house for lunch.  On the way home, we had to find the trains home all the way across town, and we made it!  We finally mastered the subway system.  Just in time to go home...


Then, sadly, it was time to pack up and head to the airport, which was crazy in and of itself.  There were soo many people, and I don't think the airport was ready for 50 girls all needing their passes at once.  But we made it onto the airplane and back home to Provo by midnight, 2 a.m. New York time.  Needless to say, it was straight to bed.  


Thank you BYU track for a wonderful time again in New York!  Great job on all the races and I am so excited for a great outdoor season.