Rome?!?!

Finally!!!!  My luggage was found and actually arrived.  From Rome.  Rome, Italy.  WTF!!  (for a second there, I thought they meant Rome, GA)  Security problems much?  My everything bagels are no longer fresh but spreading their stale smell all over.  Which, mingles nicely with the broken bottle of rum which the inspectors did not repack safely.  I feel special, very very special.  To top it off, I'VE NEVER BEEN TO ROME!  How does my dirty laundry get to go there before me?

Where's my stuff?

I get to JFK early (by the way it is totally out of the way).  I check in.  I check in my luggage.  I go to the bar.  I get on my plane.  My plane flies to San Francisco.  I get off my plane.  I go to get my luggage.  Fail.  Seven days later....

Manhattan

So.  I have not been to NYC in about 12 years.  And then I only went to Times Square for a drink and then went back to Connecticut.  So this time I stayed with Julie in Spanish Harlem, took the subway and the bus, and walked (what felt like) half the city.  I discovered that Patsy's does have the best pizza, the Strand rocked my world, and people in NYC were really nice to me--go figure! who'd have thunk it! WTF!  So here are some pictures...

Yum!

Wine at the East River with my favorite New Yorker

St. Patrick's

Hunky!

Sidewalk art?!?

Fast food delivery

St. Paul

World Trade Center site