Me and Maggie. Alone.Drive into Manhattan.
Arrive at the Essex House. (View from the room pictured here.)
Dinner at the Park Avenue Cafe.
A long, uninterrupted sleep.
Morning.
Running together in Central Park.
Breakfast in the Cafe.
Strolling through MOMA.
...home in time to pick the kids up at the bus stop.
Love to all. Even you, the cabbie with an attitude.
1 comment:
sounds like a perfect few days :-) here via blog explosion, i like your blog.
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