Last Friday was my birthday, and my dad, uncle, and aunt came to New York City for the first time. This is usually a shock for people coming from Ohio. People from home prefer Chicago, where we went to college. Chicago is a big city, of course, but it is still on a recognizable scale. New York is a land unto itself.
We had a lot of fun nevertheless. New visitors give you another chance to play New York tourist. We ate in Times Square; walked through Central Park; ventured to the Empire State Building (although I talked them out of going to the top); and took the Staten Island Ferry. Uncle Art was content to take pictures with his camera phone every step of the way.
Helen and I may keep on gallivanting around the world; only time will tell. One enjoyable aspect of this lifestyle is that many people we know have an opportunity to visit cities that they would never see otherwise.
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