Thank goodness the poor girl felt better the next day, otherwise this trip would have gotten deathly boring. We hopped out of bed at noon and went to a small bakery nearby to have the obligatory bagel breakfast. Afterwards, we just wasted several hours back at the house, staring at the walls and having a deep conversation until it was time to hit another train into the city. We were set to see Kelly again, but this time we'd be joined by Ty (my cousin, who I haven't seen in a long time) and Aroon, who came into the city for a couple days before spending spring break in Texas. We all found each other at Hakata, a sushi restaurant at 38th and Broadway. The dinner was good, if a bit ordinary. Afterwards, Ruthie, Aroon and I split off from the group and were off for the night to a show. Avenue Q completely rocked the boat. From there, we found our way to a bar on the way to the train station where we found a bunch of college ball fans celebrating Syracuse's win in the conference tournament.