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Went to NYC this weekend. The trip started out with a horrible tone. Bronwen picked me up at the office and we raced to the airport. As we’re pulling into the airport, I realize I left my wallet at the office, 30 minutes away. Our flight leaves in 45 minutes. Bronwen was a champ and stayed with me as we flew back to the office to get my wallet. I was so angry. Couldn’t believe I had done something so stupid. We cruised in silence, got to the airport, and got on the standby list for a red eye to New York’s JFK. We were lucky and they had two extra seats on the flight. The seats also happened to be front-row, next to each other — a charmed life we live.

Our time with the Himes, Nick and Kim, Kirsten and James, and Ali was awesome. Spent the day cruising around So-Ho. Saw James’ studio. Ate at Cafeteria and some great Italian place. Sunday heard an excellent sermon at Redeemer and walked around Central Park. Don’t forget the bagels and street dogs. So good. I’m exhausted.

Few thoughts on NYC. Weekend or business trips there are fun. I have no desire to live there. I have no idea how a person, let alone a family, can handle the lack of personal space. Everything is cramped. All winter, the city is a billion shades of gray. It makes no sense to me that New Yorkers are so snooty about living there. What’s with all the ‘tude? Life there is…. expensive. The trip started the second we got to Gate 2 at Long Beach airport. The gate agents were on edge. The passengers were loud and I overheard several abrasive cell phone conversations and overuse of the F-bomb. The female fashion was strange — furry cowboy boots, baggy pants tucked into the boots, with a short skirt over the whole thing, several layers of sweaters, each one progressively getting shorter, the last one with a fur lining.

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