I Love New York?

View from 8th floor hotel room.

Guns. Broken down subway cars. Stair hikes. Walking. Walking. Walking. Bloody blisters. Bathroom emergencies. Divine Intervention. Hairs in food. We’re so lost. Innocuous looking park wall. Broken arm. Plane cooties. Plane delay. Home.


Watch this space for the details of my grand week in New York!