My dear friend always says “Summer’s not over till I say it’s over!” I like that philosophy. I like it even more now that I can say “Summer’s not over till I can’t drive any further south!”
When people ask me what I miss most about New York, my answer is always “good Chinese food, and the beach!” The latter usually gets a double-take. Continue reading
During my last few years in New York toward the end of the 90’s, they began to develop the entire West side waterfront into a series of green spaces, all connected by a bike path. By the time I left, it was possible to ride a bike from Battery Park (near Statue of Liberty) all the way up to the George Washington Bridge, (aka “The GWB.”) Continue reading
I am in New York on the anniversary of 9/11. I didn’t plan it that way. In fact, last year, I tried very hard to put it out of my mind altogether and not wallow in the sorrow. “Time to move on,” I proclaimed. So when I planned on making it to New York by September, it was for the sailing. The anniversary never once entered my mind. Continue reading
I knew what I was getting myself into with a 3 week stay in Liberty Harbor RV Park. An absurdly over-priced gravel parking lot, with 270 degrees of the worst view in RV Park history. Continue reading
After ten years of living in New York, I still miss it so badly it hurts sometimes. I have to remind myself that I was ready to go when September 11th happened. I had reached critical mass with the insane pace, the bleak, dark snowy winters, and the crowds on the daily commute. Or so I thought. Continue reading
It was a really rough day yesterday. I vowed to spend the entire day not turning on the television, not posting to Facebook, because I just don’t want to hear the sad tributes anymore.
Each year is the same. I wake up in the morning with a bright, fresh outlook, thinking I am ready to move on. Continue reading