Before we left on Sunday, we crossed the GWB to spend some time in the city (that would be New York) with Jay's sister Leslie and her husband Dan. After a tasty Mexican brunch, we walked from their place to Central Park to play. We went to a little playground with enough other kids to keep it interesting, but not crowded. All day on Saturday we had torrential, blinding rain and then Saturday night brought window-jiggling blow-the-house-down winds. So, when Sunday dawned clear and bright and the park was so clean and perfect, the Sesame Street theme kept playing over and over in my head - especially the line in the title of the post. I am super glad that we don't actually live on the east coast, let alone in Manhattan (I won't mention how long it took to get through the Lincoln Tunnel on the way to the airport...), but it sure can be a nice place to visit. I wish we had gotten to see Elmo.
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