My dear, generous sister Kelly gives each of our children a very special gift when they turn 13. She flies them (along with me) to New York , where she lives, and they spend a fantastic, memorable weekend in the area. This year was John's turn. We left our house about 3:00AM and arrived in NYC bright and early. The plane was mostly empty, so we actually had window seats on both sides of the plane, and had some amazing views. The one above is of Manhattan as we approached LaGuardia.
John, being the extreme baseball fan that he is was thrilled to get this shot of Shea Stadium, both old and new.
From the Airport we took a bus into town . . .
to the beautiful, bustling Grand Central Station. It felt just like home!
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