Yesterday we just lay about in jet-lag comas, venturing out at nightfall to a pub, then keeping ourselves awake until the earliest reasonable bedtime hour. In the past, jet lag always hit me harder going the other way. But in Norway, after one night's sleep, I was fine, while on this end I'm struggling.
BUT today we really are going out to walk around Times Square, then to St. Patrick's Cathedral. Then we'll see what develops.
Wearing today (and once again grateful for my travel capsule, which keeps on giving):
On with the Birks, off to the races.
Afternoon photodump from a stroll and a St. Patrick's Cathedral visit:
Meanwhile, we're checked in for our flight tomorrow. HOME has never sounded so good.