Oh my… Where to begin!? Well, WE ARE HERE WE ARE HERE WE ARE HEEEERE! Home. Finally.
We left the city last Saturday, a cold and dreary morning. As we pulled away, down into the midtown tunnel, nothing but misty grey could be seen in the rear view mirror. I had imagined giving a last loving gaze at one of my favorite buildings, the Chrysler, as I said goodbye, but she was cloaked in fog, and my last look was instead of some corner bodegas and shady sex shops. I think it was for the best.