Scarily we are moving in exactly four weeks now, so as the time dwindles down we’re starting to exert increasing amounts of pressure on our-out-of-town friends to come visit before we’re gonzo for two full years.

Someone finally took us up on the offer! Our friends  Mike,  Halle and their Springer Spaniel Cedrick drove all the way from Cleveland to see us, and since none of them has ever been to NYC before we’re trying to give them their money’s worth in less than 48 hours.

After they arrived last night we had dinner at one of our favorite neighborhood spots, Hummus Place. As dinner was winding down Mike asked where he could find a boot filled with beer (having seen pictures on facebook from a particularly raucous night last summer). So we hailed a cab and made our way over to Heidelberg on the Upper East Side. It was a long night and the beer was fairly warm and disgusting by the time the boots were drained, but was enjoyable nonetheless. I’m just glad the boys managed to not get into any fistfights with the dudes outside Dorrian’s.

This morning we woke up, grabbed some bagels at H&H and headed to the 72nd Street dog run at Riverside Park. Cedrick seemed to enjoy running around with his tennis ball, but was a little timid with the other dogs. I don’t blame him since they were all, like, pitbull mixes.

Cedrick at the dog run

Cedrick at the dog run

Halle and Mike by the river

Halle and Mike by the river

This afternoon I had to do some work at a hotel in midtown so the husband took Mike and Halle downtown to see the Statue of Liberty, Wall Street and Ground Zero. When I got out of the hotel there were all these paparazzi on 50th Street; I asked one of them what they were there for and he said they were filming a movie on Park Avenue. Here’s what it looked like:

A fake cop funeral being filmed on Park Avenue

A fake cop funeral being filmed on Park Avenue

There was a whole Irish bagpipe band lines up in front of the Waldorf=Astoria, and like dozens of cops in various uniforms lined up on the steps of the church next door. It looked like they were filming some sort of police funeral; there were also what I think were fake cops with fake machine guns walking around in SWAT team outfits. So weird. I heard the movie they were filiming is “Salt,” a forthcoming Angelina Jolie thriller. It always amazes me to see the amount of people and resources that go into filming even the simplest of scenes (not that this was necessarily simple). What a pain in the ass to shut down Park Avenue for hours.

Later on we all met up at Washington Square Park and grabbed some lunch in the Village. The boys got hot dogs at Papaya Dog and I got a sandwich at my most fave sandwich place in the city, Grey Dogs. Turkey, cranberry sauce, green apples and brie on super doughy challah– how freaking amazing does that sound? Grey Dogs will definitely be one of the food places I miss most when we move; if anyone from Australia should ever happen to read this, feel free to suggest good sandwich places in the comments!

So now we’re all just chilling in the apartment; kind of sad that we’re all this worn out at 5:30 in the afternoon. I think Cedrick is the most tired of all (but he’s also the most fun to photograph!):

Cedrick post-dog run = wicked tired

Cedrick post-dog run = wicked tired

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