We awoke to what felt like a fall morning. It was the perfect weather for our trip to the City. Almost missed the Metro train. Thankfully Nicki still can run like the wind. Exit to Grand Central Station. Walk out on to the streets of NYC. Clear blue sky. Nice breeze. Time to walk. Try not to bump in to people while walking and staring up at the impossible heights of the buildings. Try not to get run over following Guy through the crosswalks. Stood at a corner and looked up. A building looked familiar. Asked Guy "This looks like something, what is it?" He laughed as he told me "The Empire State Building". I thought I heard him whisper "Dumbass", but I couldn't be sure...very loud on those streets. Walk through the narrow, quiet streets of SoHo. Me and Joe making as much noise as we can. Saw a sign that read "DON'T HONK $350 FINE" I shook my head and shut up. We turned the corner on Canal Street. Whoa. Need a watch? Sunglasses? Hats? Walk down to China Town. Try not to get poked in the eye by the little old ladies with their big umbrellas. Stop for lunch. Sit a table for six with 14 other people. Dumplings were so good I would have sat on someones lap. Met up with Guy's sister. Very sweet. Tried to keep up with her. Saw where Guy gets his "Frogger" skills from. Finally caught up to them in Little Italy. Had a cup of much needed espresso. Split up. Mooneys in one cab. Miquelons in another. Headed to the Circle Line for a short boat tour of Manhattan. Cab drivers are crazy. Lines on the road don't mean a thing. Arrived at Circle Line. Pried my fingers from the door handle and gladly exited the cab. Sat in the blazing sun waiting for the boat to depart. Mary buys us an ice cold beer. I love her. Don't ask her how much THAT was. She's made of money. Haha. Boat tour was short and sweet. Caught a glimpse of Ground Zero construction. Learned what SoHo stands for. Saw Lady Liberty again...it's been awhile. Get off the boat. Walking again. Headed toward Times Square. Let the freak show begin! My kind of place. Ended up back at Grand Central. Feet hurt. Looked up and saw another building that looked familiar to me. Didn't want to ask. Guy suggests a pint at a nearby pub. Sounds REALLY GOOD to me. Casey asks the time. Incredulously I realize that 7 hours have passed since we first stepped out on to the streets. The City keeps it's own time. No wonder everyone moves so fast!Here are the PICTURES
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