In a New York Week

The NYC in my imagination is a combination of 1984’s Ghostbusters and Sex in the City.  I imagine litter strewn streets, bumper-to-bumper traffic, cabbies honking, people yelling, and high-fashion women in uncomfortably stylish heels.  It was none of that.  Well, almost. The subways were clean and easy to use.  People were surprisingly friendly and casually dressed.  Traffic wasn’t all that busy and and even when … Continue reading In a New York Week