New York Day 5: Kellog's NYC and Planes, Trains, and Automobiles to home

Yesterday was a long "planes, trains, and automobiles" travel day.  Thankfully we started in a fun way by going to the Kellog's NYC restaurant.  We stumbled upon this place on Sunday as we were touring Time Square and put it on the schedule for our last day.

You walk into the little cafe and are greeted by an employee who hands you a "cereal menu."  You place your order and get a pager.  The pager goes off with a number.  You open up a cabinet with the corresponding number and pick up your food.  You never see any kind of waiter or kitchen staff.  Our joke was Snap, Crackle, and Pop themselves were working in the kitchen.
There are hundreds of options for making the best cereal combination including some suggested combinations.  Little did I know my children basically ordered "dessert cereals" with cocoa Krispies, cookie dough, whip cream, chocolate syrup, and more.  My youngest ordered the "smores combination" which was Frosted Flakes with graham cracker pieces, chocolate chips, and mini marshmallows.  I was the only one who seemed to eat somewhat healthy with the "Malted Banana" which included Krave Chocolate cereal, malted powder, toasted hazelnuts, and fresh bananas.  They also have "Eggo waffle" sandwiches, pop tarts, and doughnuts.
It was a fun way to end the trip even though the children reached their "treat consumption" for the day at 9 AM in the morning.
After leaving Kellog's NYC we had to walk all the way back to our brownstone to retrieve our luggage and make our way to La Guardia...which was not as simple as hopping on a shuttle bus.  I was thankful Rob went over the steps to get to the airport from our place near Central Park and verified with the staff person at the house we were staying.

We had to walk a ways to the subway station and hop on a subway (with all our stuff!) going uptown.  We were supposed to get a free transfer to a bus that would take us over the bridge to Queens and eventually to La Guardia Airport.  Rob could not find information on how to transfer.  He tried asking a subway operator as the subway was venturing out of the station...and his information got cut off as the subway disappeared into the tunnel.

A nice gentlemen at the station tried to sell us transfers but he had "scam artist" written all over him and we did not trust him at all.  Our concern was if we left the subway station, we could not re-enter again without paying for five people on a Metro card.  Thankfully Rob found the free transfer by the bus stop.  We had to cram on a little bus with all our suitcases and then change to another bus before the airport.  I was one of the last people on the second bus (and the kids were worried at first I did not make it).  I was feeling queasy and motion sick by that point.  Thankfully we got to La Guardia with lots of time to spare.  We had plenty of time to chill at our gate before departure.


I did not sleep at all the flight from La Guardia to our layover in Dallas.  I was starting to feel wired and most of us were getting irritable  mildly crabby.  Rob & I walked to the food court to get dinner.  We found all the circuits in our brains were not firing as quickly because it was hard to figure out what to order.  As we ordered food for everyone, we questioned if we ordered too much.  The clerk said, "Is that ya'all?  Do ya'all need to change your order?"  I looked at Rob and said, "We're in Texas, aren't we?"  I forgot we were in Dallas.  We got a very small taste of the southwest even if it was just for two hours.
We made it home by 12:50 AM.  It would have been faster but there was the lovely night construction on the I 5 that delayed us an extra forty five minutes.  Note to self--check the traffic on your phone even if it is midnight and you assume there is no one on the road at that hour who would cause back ups.  

Our skittish cat was thankful to see us and meowed after we went to bed shortly after returning home.  Sorry, Salena, we weren't going to get up and play with you at 1 AM even if you missed us.  A big shout out to our friend's daughter, Daphne, who thankfully cared for our cat while we were away.

It is good to be home!


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