As we were leaving, a high school drum line emerged from a subway tunnel
It's been almost a week since we returned from our New York adventure. I spent the first 4 nights in Harlem with my nieces and then on to Brooklyn with Steve, his brother and wife. Currently I am waiting impatiently for it to be warm enough for me to safely and somewhat comfortably ride my bike. New York is usually 5- 10 degrees warmer than here so I ran a record amount while there. Surprisingly my body held out as usually I get slower and slower with no rest days but on the last day up and down Ocean Parkway I got faster. Maybe because it is so flat and at sea level.
A good time with family and local specialties: Italian bakery and restaurant, huge cheap Chinese pork buns from a nearby Asian area, a deli in downtown Brooklyn where I emerged from a subway tunnel carrying a much too heavy suitcase, fine on sidewalks but tough climbing up and down stairs (better planning Sue!) I did persuade Steve to abandon a 'good' parking spot so we could go for a walk/run on the Boardwalk. Last year he had found a good parking space and then refused to take our car anywhere. Not playing that game again. Besides, in the middle of the day while the workers are gone parking is much easier. He did worry arriving Sunday night that parking would be impossible but managed to score a spot right in front of his brother's house. He walked or took a train until I came to spoil things.
I hadn't been to the Brooklyn Museum before despite coming to NYC every year if not twice a year when the parents were living there for the past 42 years. That is a lot of trips. And it was cold that day even for NYC, a sharp contrast to the 60 degrees it was earlier in the week so inside it was. We did take a long walk outside around the park and Park Slope afterwards. But the museum was very interesting so I am glad we went..
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I am glad you went to the Museum too (and took us along).
What is it about men and their parking spots?
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