We were in New York City recently for the marathon. [1] My husband runs, for the curious. This was #11, his first New York. His brother ran as well (#6 or 7, also first NY.) It was fantastic weather the whole weekend, we walked EVERYWHERE, and yes, even though I didn't run a marathon I got blisters. Only me...
At any rate, here's our photo essay, enjoy!
The first evening there we had strange weather, but I loved it - particularly the way the light hit this building.
Kids were fascinated by water towers, and lack of alleys (Chicago is littered with alleys, and thus the litter ends up in the allies more than on streets. Or at least the big bins.)
Ah, congestion. We walked and subwayed everywhere, nice for a change since in our neighborhood the only place we can get in a 5 minute walk is...more neighborhood.
Don't my two boys have the most gorgeous blue-green eyes?
Uncle Mike lives near the flatiron lookalike in Chicago, which is much smaller and a wider triangle.
My aspiring model. Sigh.
On the steps of the Surpreme Court of NY..."And the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders..." (Oh, THOSE steps...)
We walked up the Brooklyn bridge. Just for kicks.
It's one helluva bridge. Built not long after the Civil War. Makes me feel inadequate that we haven't solved the problem of natural language parsing in the 20+ years I've been in the computing field...
Family on the bridge with Brooklyn in the background. And a couple making out. Eww.
Uncle Mike, but with Manhattan in the background of his pic. And no couple making out, woot.
Because we weren't done walking, we walked from the Brooklyn Bridge over to Ground Zero, where there's not much to see but there's the cross.
And the plate identifying it. As if we didn't see it and know immediately (we did.) But awe-inspiring all the same.
More in the next post!
[1] No, no, I don't run. [2]
[2] Unless I'm being chased [3]
[3] By a guy with a weapon of some sort [4]
[4] But not just any weapon, it has to be a scary one, you know, one that just reeks of impending doom. Like a scimitar or something. [5]
[5] Yes all these were just an excuse to find a reason to use the word scimitar.
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