The kidling is home, having survived a bus accident (the other bus got hit by a New York driver), ginormous lines at the Empire State Building, and other indignities that she was too tired to coherently discuss. The thought of getting up tomorrow to go to color guard is not delightful to her.
But she's home. So something good happened this evening.
4 comments:
Welcome home kidling. :) Glad she's safe.
Me, too. As expected, she came home and collapsed into bed. I told my wife she was as tired as I was when I came back from Australia. Course, the next day I was comatose, whereas she was alert and chipper. Kids!
We saw a bus on 5th Ave, somewhere in the low 50's or 60's that had been hit by a car. Big white bus, quite a small car. Cops trying to make sense of it all, amid the holiday crowds!
Glad she's back.
(It's funny - we've been to NYC just a few times this year, and then we both go twice in 3 days! I miss the place. Although I don't miss the noise, the subway or the crowds...)
Carolyn Ann
Nope, not them -- their buses were grey. Good lord, two car/bus accidents in a single day? What are the odds?
I miss the image of living in New York, but not the actuality.
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