We are home at last, with feet that tell tales and piles of laundry that are making their way through the washer and dryer.
Nave traffic, St. Patrick's
at Turtle Bay, New York, New York, United States by domesticat.
I've uploaded and geotagged our photos, which led to our realization that we walked far, far more than we gave ourselves credit for. (Though now I'm wondering what kind of equipment it takes to auto-geotag a photo on a Nikon D80...)
There are quite a few photos: everything from urban blight to cathedral glory, but only a couple of us. There's the tea shop in Greenwich Village and the site of our magnificent birthday dinner.
We are tired, footsore, and glad to be home.