Central Park. Our arrival coincided with the start of what I'm guessing was the first real spell of warm weather this year. The place was alive with cyclists, runners, footballers, cricketers, strollers and loungers. Becky was a bit disappointed with the park, it being a bit worn out by a winter of trampling. I took a snap of what turns out to be an American robin. We left the park in the South West corner and headed back to the hotel via Broadway. On the way I checked out the new Apple iPad in a store. This involved looking over the shoulders of the jostling crowd. Lots of interest but I didn't notice many heading out the door. The North end of Broadway turns out to be a bit scanky. 
I had researched and booked a restaurant for our first evening meal which was conveniently located on the ground floor of the hotel. It was a funky Malaysian joint called the Fatty Crab. We had cocktails to start off. I had a "Camptown Twist", a chilli infused rum-based concoction which looked like a Mohito but with Coriander instead of mint - wow, one for the open minded. I liked it a lot until the spicy food arrived then I realised my mistake. A spicy drink with spicy food.... Becky had a "Gone Bamboo", which turned out be a little pink number in a schooner. Again, a bit weird but nice. We had fatty duck, wonton noodle soup, and chilli crab. The bill came to $130 dollars. Arrh, nipped by the unpriced crab.
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