This rather imposing post office is just along the road from the hotel. It has an inscription written over the top of the columns..
I thought that this may be the motto of the US Postal Service but in fact it is a translation from Herodotus in 500BC writing about a Persian mounted courier service.
The inside of this building, open 24 hours a day, was equally grand..
Another rather grand option for postcards was in the foyer of the hotel itself.
David was working this morning and for the first few hours it was snowing. Once it had stopped, I noticed that despite the cold, work had resumed on an extraordinary advertisement being painted on the wall of a building opposite the hotel. We had photographed it last night..
This morning from our window and afterwards from the pavement outside, I could see a gantry with two people working on it..
One of the many high rise and very cold jobs that we saw being done in New York where there seemed to be a great deal of building and renovation work being done.
Not to waste my last morning I took the metro to Grand Central station and 'grand' doesn't really do it justice. It is immaculate, immense and very imposing indeed..
Beneath the main hall is a market selling fresh produce, as well as a dining concourse and access to other shops (and, if I understood correctly, more than one hundred railway tracks).
I walked back to the hotel via Times Square.
My last port of call this morning was back to where we started on Saturday evening with a trip to Macy's and a daylight view of the Empire State Building.
We left this afternoon feeling that we had learned a little about the city but that there is much more to hopefully explore on future visits.
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