Our last day in New York City was bitter sweet. Paul was anxious to get home. And I wanted to stay just one more day. Or ten. We took it easy for the most part. Hailed a reallllly smelly cab to the Brooklyn Bridge and met up for lunch with one of Paul’s childhood friends in Midtown. Then we hauled ass, walking back to the hotel, to catch our ride to the airport.
Until next time NYC.
I love everything about these pictures. They’re great!! And you totally look like a Cover Girl in the family pic with the three of you – beautiful!
Such great pics! Thank you for sharing. 🙂
jealous…. but glad you got to go!