It was close to fifteen years ago and my father decided to take us on a trip to NYC. It was going to be me and my younger sister. After getting off of the train, our first stop was going to be the much talked about FAO Schwartz. We got to the store and the line was so long, it was around the block. My father found a small back entrance and we went in. It was so crowded that even though we were in; we could not really do anything. We were younger and my father was of course scared of us getting lost so we left. Our first stop was ruined but we still did not lose hope. Our next stop was going to be a small tour of a news station but of course all of their tickets were sold out. We decided to just walk and see what we can find. As we started our walk, parts of the streets were closed down due to a movie being filmed. Finally it was getting late and we were tired. We traveled a little to watch the giant Menorah being lit. A whole day of doing nothing but to see the Menorah lit, yet it was all worth it. The lights were so bright it literally lit up the cold dark night of Manhattan.
