After a day of serious tourism that began with the United Nations and through Rockafeller Plaza and ended with the Macy's balloon blowup extravaganza next to Central Park -- and our walking what seemed like miles in between subway rides -- we went to bed early (like, 7:00 p.m. -- I don't think the kids really understand how middle-aged we are), we are off to breakfast and then our Thanksgiving Mexicana in Brooklyn.
I don't have a lot to talk about...just scores of moving images in my head. Maybe later.
Time for coffee.
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Happy Thanksgiving. Looking forward to reading more!
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