Woke up with a fairly bad hangover but thankfully Jill, Hugh and Morvern saved me with pancakes, fruit and froyo at theirs. We then headed into the city and eat another huge meal at a cute Cuban restaurant and had a wander through Washington Square Park. It's always such a hive of activity and mix of characters. I could happily sit and people watch for hours.

Waking back to get the train home Josh received a random text from a promoter which resulted in us heading off to a pool party on the roof of the Gansevoort Hotel in Meatpacking. Most clubs/parties/bars in NYC run on a promoter system whereby groups of girls are given free entry, a table and free alcohol to entice men, who usually have to pay a lot of money, to go there. So this one was on them, can't complain for a Sunday eve in the sun.