This train is seriously messing with my ...
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I wanted to fly last night. That way, I'd get in to LGA late and go
crash out at the hotel, get up and head to work like any other Monday.
Ben & Amelia, proving that a 7-year age gap is nothing when it comes to brothers & sisters & Playmobil..
The last time I went to NYC, it was for a conference. I brought along Becky and Ben, and they went off to visit friends while I went to listen to people talk about some Compliance thing or another. I don't remember much of the conference, to be honest, but I DO remember ditching it one afternoon to walk around Central Park, Ben happily chasing his "Pumball" (a wadded up piece of paper -- yeah, he's always been this way).
Now, we have too many kids to bring them along, so it's just me. I'm going to work, and it's cold outside. Probably will be so busy that I won't even make it over to Central Park, much less to wander around it. Will be wearing dress clothes, and sitting in meetings, and maybe getting some of the locals to show me something interesting after work.
I'm thrilled to be going again, though. There's something about NYC that feels really good to me; maybe it's that it is unabashedly City, that it's such a hodgepodge of buildings and nooks and crannies and people. Or maybe it's the streets and bridges whose names are famous nationwide, thanks to Sex and the City and countless other movies and shows: FDR Drive, Park Avenue, the Jersey Turnpike, Brooklyn Bridge -- as a visitor, there's great novelty in seeing that you're riding on these streets that have been mentioned a million times. I imagine it's the same feeling Chicago visitors get about Michigan Ave or Lake Shore Drive.
So, this time I intend to breathe in as much as I can while rushing from airport to office to hotel and back to office again, embedding another fond memory into my cortex to tide me over until the next time I get to visit, because while Chicago is my home, I will always love New York.
