Some pics of NY
      The weather is turning cold and I can feel a flu bug coming.  Burrrrr. 
Oh, there was one night (Friday night, I think) where I woke up at 3 am and I have absolutely no idea whee I am. There I was, huddled beneath six pillows and a warm comforter and for the life of me, couldn't tell whether I was in Laos, Singapore, Thailand, New York or on a plane going to somewhere. Too much alcohol.
Here are some pictures of NY.
 Weekend at Brooklyn Heights.  Plenty of brides and bridemaids.
 Weekend at Brooklyn Heights.  Plenty of brides and bridemaids.
    Oh, there was one night (Friday night, I think) where I woke up at 3 am and I have absolutely no idea whee I am. There I was, huddled beneath six pillows and a warm comforter and for the life of me, couldn't tell whether I was in Laos, Singapore, Thailand, New York or on a plane going to somewhere. Too much alcohol.
Here are some pictures of NY.
 This is where Capote stayed - the guy who wrote Breakfast at Tiffany.  I like this picture.  Nice light.   
I also like this one with the moon.   I suddenly felt like visiting an European country with medieval cottages and cobblestone paths.   
This is at Battery Park where you take a ferry to Liberty Island to see the Big Mama - the Statue of Liberty.
 The ice rink at Rockefeller Centre is up and running!


3 Comments:
Your trench will come in handy!
This sounds really bimbo but I love winter cause I can wear coat and boots.
Its ok. Girls in the office are coming to work in knee high boots now and all sort of trench coats and hats.
I am still in track pants, plus an unruly bush on my head.
I cut my hair and some curls from my previous perm is still stubbornly rolling in all directions.
A hat is good but no one does hat here.
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