I remember looking out the window the first morning we woke up there and thinking, “I can’t believe we’re waking up in NYC.”
I loved staying next to the terminal because I knew, if my partner and I lost eachother, I’d be able to get home.
Grand Central is where everything stops and starts, (followed closely by Penn Station) and there’s a sense of history and decadence there that you just can’t find anywhere else in the city. I love the shops, the concourse, the flurry of New Yorkers who all know exactly where to go and the general ambiance.
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