New York, An Interesting Place

So, I'm a Midwestern guy, and have traveled a lot. Where I grew up, things were relatively-calm and people were usually considerate of others.

Sarah and I just (on purpose) spent four days in New York City, as our last "official" vacation before the arrival of little Harvey. Yes, subways, planes, 12-degree weather and endless-walking at 25 weeks of being pregnant. Sarah is one tough (and hot) mom.

I've been to NYC before, a number of times. I thoroughly enjoy the place, and am completely fascinated with much of what it has to offer, but wow, the people there could really afford to chill out a bit. Don't get me wrong, there are a whole lot of nice people in NYC. But, maybe just don't take yourselves so seriously? Possibly?

Anyway, I couldn't start this post with some "I Heart NYC" message; I had to be a little more truthful than that cliche statement.

At the same time, I'm very proud it's part of the country I call home.

We thoroughly enjoyed our trip, although it was absolutely freezing most of the time; we're glad we did it, and will be sharing more details of our stories over the next week or two.

In the meantime, enjoy our pictures.