Yesterday morning after a short two hour ride from Scranton PA we passed through the Lincoln Tunnel and into a traffic jam on W 43rd Street! Those last few miles to the hotel were very stressful. The guys drive worse than the Canadians and the bike started to overheat! Was I stressed? Check!
After successfully avoiding the several attempts of unidentified New Yorkers trying to kill us; and relying on my arithmetic skills rather than a sadly confused Garmin to navigate (sequentially numbered streets are very useful) we pulled onto the footpath outside the hotel. I do believe Liz floated off her pillion and held her arms above her head exclaiming 'I did it!' Some 5,400 miles / 8,500 kilometers in twenty seven days, of which twenty two were riding days. The amazing sights, great beauty, immense landscapes, mighty rivers, high mountains and their clear, sparkling streams. I know why they call Montana the 'Big Sky State'. The interesting and friendly people we met; and catching up with friends and family. An adventure indeed and what a privilege to be able to do it.
But we were in New York. Unusually, the Big Apple was not the reason for our trip, as it is for millions who visit every year. It was and end point for Liz and an intermediate one for me, thus the duration of our visit was just the one day and one night. We will, DV, return one day and spend a bit more time in some of the great cities.
On this occasion we walked downtown to Macy's, received our discount cards and did some shopping. A slow walk back up town and I ducked into the ANZ office on Park Street to greet some of my colleagues. Good to see them again.
Back at the hotel I grabbed Liz's bike gear and repaired to the Post Office to send it to Portland to await my return.
After a short rest we climbed on the subway at Lexington and 51st and got off at Spring Street where we had a most pleasant dinner at Balthazar's with my nephew Alex (he works for Macquarie in NYC), his wife Jackie and some of their friends.
This morning Liz left for the airport and a week in South Africa to see her dad and I leave for Pennsylvania to see some friends and visit the great battlefield of Gettysburg.
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OK. Gotta pack!