Bright Lights, Big City

We felt like Scuffy the Tugboat, coming into New York Harbor at daybreak on Snday morning, after sailing and motorsailing 24 hours from Cape May, under a beautiful full moon.  It was especially sweet after we'd spent 2 days holed up in Cape May, waiting out heavy wind and rain.

Act III is merrily riding on a mooring in the Hudson River at the W. 79th Street Boat Basin, directly across the river from Wendra, Armando & Lorenzo's apartment in NJ., and only 2 blocks from Broadway.  $30 a night gets us the mooring, protected dinghy dock, showers and free laundry.

The Metropolitan Museum of Art was closed on Monday, so I tried Bloomingdales for a mother-of-the-bride dress.  I found only one interesting enough to think about trying on, until I noted the price of $1600 marked down to only $1200! 

We spent Sunday afternoon with Lorenzo (and parents), enjoying a gorgeous sunny time at the playground by the boat in Riverside Park, with wading stream for us all to cool our feet in.  We ended the day with a cruise up the Hudson to Yonkers (where Bill lived until 3rd grade).  Fantastic.

We'll leave NYC tomorrow (Weds. 6/9), bound for Greenwich CT.  We're eager to sail the East River past the U.N. (if Homeland Security permits) , Gracie Manson, and other NY landmarks.  Also eager to leave the crowds.  We country mice nearly got run down trying to cross the jogging path.   We smiled to see avid photgraphers in Riverside park aiming their telephoto lenses at a hawk nest by the river.  We passed such nests on nearly every Intracoastal and Chesapeake marker on our way north.