Greenacres Elementary School is located in Scarsdale, a leafy suburb dotted with million dollar homes about 45 minutes north of the centre of Manhattan. We caught a lift to the school on the complimentary Hyatt Shuttle service from White Plains Hyatt House where we had stayed on Monday night. The hotel was great; free dinner, breakfast included and an enormous suite – all for a very reasonable price. The sideshow at meal times was also complimentary. Anyone needing inspiration for book characters need go no further. The driver on the other hand steered the bus with a map in one hand and one eye on the road and managed to get us lost in the back streets of Scarsdale. Thanks goodness for Ian’s iPad!
It has been great fun to test the acting abilities of some of the children as they take on the role of Jacinta Headlington-Bear, Winchesterfield-Downsfordvale’s second best tantrum thrower. We had a lot of fun with the students at Greenacres with some of the best dramatic performances of the tour to date.
We had a great time at the school and I only wish we had stayed longer. The visit came about through a friend at home who has a friend whose children attend the school. We met the twins and talked a little about Australia. Carole kindly drove us and our luggage to the station where we negotiated the ticket machine and caught the train to Grand Central Station. Rushing through the countryside, the landscape changes dramatically from the grand houses with the large gardens to high rise tenements and real inner city living. Once you hit 125thStreet in Harlem the train heads into the subway and it seems like no time at all and you’re in Grand Central – what has to be the most beautiful railway station in the world. We walked the eight blocks to our hotel and found that our room wasn’t yet ready. So they stored our luggage and Ian and I headed out for a very late lunch. We went to a steakhouse called Smith and Wollensky, just around the corner. The steaks were huge as per usual – and delicious. While we were there a very tall fellow came in with a short man in a suit. Another big guy came in and it was obvious from the buzz around the waiters that they were ‘known’. I assumed professional basketballers and I was right about one of them. Our waiter told us that his name was Laundry Fields and he’s a player with the New York Knicks. The other guy was an up and coming footballer, so we assume the small guy was their manager.
When we arrived back at the hotel our room still wasn’t ready so we were offered complimentary breakfast for the duration of our stay. I didn’t mind about that at all J