we stayed at the y in east midtown, and i was pleasently surprised to find a cheap place to stay that wasnt a complete shit-hole, (unlike the last hostel i stayed in, in the village, with craigor.) it was a few too many blocks from the metro (halfway between grand central and 51st st.), but even that isnt an issue until its 90+ degrees outside and youre carrying copious amounts of luggage.
sunday we wondered through a 3rd ave. street fair on our way to the park. after a couple of hours in the park, we decided it would be best to try to make our way back to the bus before the crowd. we got there a little after 3 and by 3:30, there was a line around the block. *just in time* sadly, my faith in humanity was further derided when the bus arrived and the line turned into a free-for-all with everyone pushing and cutting to the front. we were seventh and eighth in line but didnt make the bus. after that, most people at the front went into enforcer mode and pitched quite a bitch whenever anyone inched forward. we got on the second bus a little after 4 and were home by 8:30.