Kept rolling on Sunday with next to no sleep and met Zigman on 79th St on the west side of Central Park. Worked the feeling back into my body with a lovely stroll in the cool spring weather. Paid respects to John Lennon at Strawberry Fields in the customary manner, attempted to enter the Guggenheim but only just managed to stay standing. Instead wandered in the Upper East Side and managed to find a great place for brunch and a Bloody Mary. Said our farewells, packed up at the hotel after my one and only purchase ($8 sunglasses off the street), then checked out and hung out in the hotel lobby till the flight. Final meal and ale at Newark Airport, then fell right asleep before the plane even took off. Straight up and over the north pole, the longest flight in the world worked like a charm. What a city.
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That picture came out great! Next time in Florida? I can line up some bloody mary's down here.
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