Well, friends, this little country girl is now back home from the big city. Someday hopefully that will read back home to the big city, but for now here I sit in our little log house buried in the woods of good ol' PA. I know, I know, not too shabby really. I shouldn't complain. Count your blessings and all that jazz.
But the visit really was very nearly complete success and bliss. New York City has always been the City for me, and a trip there has yet to disappoint. We traipsed about the streets for two full days, having fun we carefully scheduled beforehand and then tried to convince ourselves we could certainly deviate from the schedule if we wanted to. Which we didn't. Fun is more fun when scheduled.
The majority of our time was spent in the West Village, and I can already picture myself living in a tiny little apartment on that street lined with little restaurants of all kinds, shops of old-fashioned tea and trashy lingerie, and the post office with a sign out front that said "What can Harold do for you?" We never did go in to find out.
The only downside of the whole affair was the coupling of piles of new snow melting into slush and our lack of proper footwear. We did wear boots, I'd like you to know, but we couldn't have worn just any old boots if we had wanted to keep our feet dry all day. (Which, we did, of course....awkward grammatical construction...awkwardly moving on...)
We would have needed Paul Bunyan, seal skin, climb Mount Everest boots. I hear that the city workers were told to slow their clearing of the snow to protest some recent demotions, and it seemed like they went above and beyond on that one.
Well, that's all you'll get out of me, due to my aversion to writing long detailed description and a very convenient reader aversion to reading it.
But here are lots of photos, in no particular order, to make up for it. Part of our mission was to take some worthy of wall display for our apartment next year. Most of these, at least those without our beautiful faces, are front-runners. Opinions?
The text above stubbornly refuses to return to normal size after five minutes of battling, so I'm now admitting defeat. Squint.