Last Day in NYC

For some reason I thought I had woken up early (for once), alas it was 10:30 a.m. (hard to believe with the 5 month old who had apparently been crying for a good part of the morning). Cousin's wife had to be at Saks to shop with her sister around noon, but we really wanted to go to brunch with them on our final day. I quickly rallied, and dressed in less than 15 minutes!

We went to a little Spanish place up the street and were quickly seated (Cafe Ronda). This would more than likely be our last "real" meal in NYC (airport food doesn't count). Unfortunately I felt I had to take it easy (I was still recovering from the whole trash can affair). I had two poached eggs on toast - sad for a Spanish restaurant. After breakfast, John and I wandered the West Side down to Columbus Circle. We went to the American Folk Art Museum, and wandered the gift shop. We sat in front of a wall sized quilt - an homage to the victims of 9/11. It was quite striking & moving. We just sat for a while and read each square, honoring fire fighters, police and civilians. Each section representing some part of that day: the towers, Flight 93, the Pentagon...

After we continued to the shops at Columbus Circle and then slowly wandered back up. It was finally time to say "good-bye" to our hosts and NYC. We hopped the train and then the Air Train to JFK, grabbed food-to-go and then flew home. We arrived and found The City as we had left it, lovely and slightly cool.

It was good to be home.