Keeping It Short

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This post could be pages long, but I'll spare you that agony by keeping it short (or not).

Long story short, I spent some time in NYC this weekend.  I drove my daughter down there and we stayed overnight so she could catch a plane to FL to meet up with her mission team.  They're on their way to Haiti to help with Vacation Bible School.

We arrived mid-afternoon on Sunday.  After checking into our hotel, 

we took the subway into Manhattan.

Here's how it started out:

Walked down the subway stairs, found the machine that dispensed the paper "token".

Me:  so do you know where we're going?

Leah: no, I thought you did.  You looked so confident.

The two of us looked at each other and shrugged.

After getting on the subway car--

Me:  where should we get off?

Leah shrugged.

Me:  should we just pick a stop and get off?

Leah:  sure.

So when when the train pulled into a station that sounded kind of familiar, we got off the subway, with me taking copious notes about where we were and which way to turn to get back.

It was a good choice.  We found (even though we weren't really looking for anything specific), St. Patrick's Cathedral (under mega-construction), and Rockefeller Center.  I, of course, kept stopping to take photos, but I couldn't belabor the effort because I knew Leah had a short fuse for that kind of thing.  I put the camera on bw again and shot away.

This next image is probably the keeper for the day.

On the way out of the city today, my GPS led me past the neighborhood where I grew up.  Of course I had to park and walk around for a while.  I got some images, although nothing spectacular or worth "writing home about" but it was still a great trip down memory lane.

And then this license plate.