Day 23 -- No more little town blues

We are in the home stretch now. Our last day in NY, and tomorrow we actually reach Vermont, although we can’t actually sleep in our house until Tuesday when our furniture is delivered.

We went to New York City this morning by train. It’s so convenient, and the train from White Plains goes right to Grand Central Station in half an hour. We arrived right before lunch time, and I felt that I had to have Jewish deli food, which was hard to find in the Northwest, and certainly won’t be available in Vermont. I had wanted to go to the 2nd Ave. Deli, but it was closed because of Rosh Hashanah,and so we walked up past Rockefeller Center
to the Carnegie Deli, which is really touristy and crowded, but the food is yummy. Even Adam Sandler sings about it in the Chanukah Song. New York is so walkable, and there is so much to see. I’m sure it was at least a mile, but it didn’t seem like it [ed note: according to Nike+ Map My Run (TM), it is 1.2m, so indeed at least a mile]. We gorged on matzoh ball soup and pastrami sandwiches. [ed note: and pickles, I see...]

We walked up to Central Park, then back down to 53rd St. to the Museum of Modern Art. Unfortunately, after buying our tickets and seeing one floor out of three, Carl got sick, and we had to leave. I don’t think there was enough time for it to be the deli food, so who knows what caused it. We decided that becoming members of MOMA was a smart and cost-effective thing to do. We can now go back for free, and it will pay for itself in three trips, and hopefully the next time, he’ll make it through the whole museum. (He’s fine now!)

We said a long goodbye to the Olsons, knowing we’ll see them again in only three weeks. We really do miss Seattle, and our friends, but those kids make it all worthwhile.

• We finally saw a Delaware plate!
• 12 days till we see Paige, Ashley & Stefanie