Having friends about (my mum's room-mate from when she lived there in the 60s) and family (in both up-state New York and New Jersey) certainly made it a special trip.
When I booked my flight I only booked a hotel for the first night as the travel agent (idiot travel agent) told me acommodation would be easier to find a cheaper once I got to NYC. What nobody had told the travel agent was it was the weekend of the New York City marathon. I arrived on a Wednesday and managed to get a bed in the same hotel for the Thursday... and then panic set in.
A trip from Penn Station took me out to see family in New Jersey. I got to experience the beauty of a New England Fall and saw some beautiful scenery and country side.
A few nights were spent in the YMCA before I was off to follow (quite literally) in my mother's footsteps and lodge with her room-mate for a few nights. This was superb as a born and bred New Yorker she gave me some excellent places to visit I might otherwise have missed.
Another weekend out of town... including a Thanksgiving meal; this time with my god-parents in upstate New York. I had a night out with their daughter (strongest martini ever) and a trip to a genuine shopping mall.
My last few days back in the City before flying home... some many sights and visits - so much I missed as well.
Highlights: the Empire State Building and the World Trade Centre (the start of my skyscraper love affair); Central Park; walking all over Manhattan (I was too scared to take the subway!); shopping; museums...
Regrets: before I met NFL or MLB so now trip to Yankee Stadium or the Meadowlands; not taking the subway; that digital cameras weren't invented!