New York City is exhausting, but not as exhausting as a cancelled flight from Laguardia to Chicago that put us back into Madison a hair before 3:00 this morning. As I told Spice earlier today, I'm surprised to find myself relatively ambivalent about the thought of living there. I expected to come back either (1) ready to move there next weekend or (2) stridently opposed to the idea of living within three area codes. Instead, I can see why some people love it and why some people hate it, but I'm not sure I fall in either camp yet.
I'm too tired to caption, much less explain these - a tiny slice of the embarassingly-large number of photos we took.