It was a five hour flight from California to New York. After having slept for about an hour and a half, I awoke to the, very hard-to-ignore, flashes of lighning out, not my window, but the woman behind me's window. Apparently, she didn't mind allowing the other passengers to become aware of the uncomforting weather right below us. I attempted to fall asleep and met success after an hour or so passed. We reached New York at 8am only to find that our flight to Nova Scotia had been cancelled due to weather. What now? Well, we ventured to the city, found a hotel nearby, which was actually pretty nice, and then figured out what to do during my one day here.
We decided to take a night tour where we bused through Manhattan, Brooklyn, SoHo, Times Square, Greenwich Valley, Rockefeller, China Town, and more. Our sightseeing was accompanied by a very knowledgable, yet sometimes odd, tour guide, who insisted on commenting on every building's architecture, regardless of the fact that we had seen 50 made of the same thing. Aside from that, the tour was a great way to get a glimpse of a little bit of everything.