9/25/04 My New York Trip

I'm taking my last deep breath of New York City. Watching Central Park roll by on my left and all of the hotels that I could never afford in a million years go by on my right. Cyclists whizzing in front of speeding taxis and clumps of pregnant women pushing strollers and sipping on their Saturday morning Starbucks. Cathedrals, churches, brownstones, Riverside Park, the corner groceries, Duane Reade, Bistros. We're carried out of the city streets in our blue Super Shuttle van, this time with a really nice driver.