Christmas in New York (1st in a series)
December 16, Saturday My eyeglasses are fogging up from the steam rising from my scarf-covered nose and mouth. I can barely see but the occasional sightlessness doesn’t detract from the pulsating frenzy that is New York City. I was last here too long ago - in 1999 - and the city that greets me is a landscape simultaneously familiar and foreign. My Bin, Boo and I, are all so excited. Our hotel is around the corner from Grand Central Terminal dwarfed as it is by the Chrysler building. During our time here, whenever I’d feel lost, if I could see the Chrysler building, then I knew I was on the right track. Busy street in Midtown leading to Bryant Park. Outside Bryant Park. The holiday market is ongoing and you can see the custom-designed glass kiosks. Ok, our first meal in New York, Boo’s choice. So taken was she with Pokeworks on her trip to Seattle earlier in the year that she insists we have it too. The shop is small so we end up eating at outdoor tables in Br