Friday photo journal

Today was a day full of culture. I thought that I slept until noon, but it was actually 9 am. We went to the Met, then wandered the West village, then went to The Book of Mormon. Then had 0.99$ pizza slices and wandered home.

Brekkies at Scotty’s Diner.
The Met!
Van Gogh’s roses.
You really get a sense of motion when you stand in front of these.
Bob insisted we go into the Abstract wing, and we were both thrilled to find the Rothkos.
This one was my favorite.
There was a music exhibit, with instruments, including Ringo Starr’s kit.
I insisted we take another selfie outside, for some reason.
Central Park love faces.
Spicy Margarita (Bob) and the Jagger (me).
The Extra Virgin bar.
Sant Amboeus.
A handsome couple.

Greenwich Village crossing.
Bob so annoyed at the sheer volume of photos I intended to take here.
I couldn’t wait, in times square. This was before a horse ate my dress.
Damn! Lights!
This boy ate my shoulder, his blonde bastard brother ate my dress (I love them both).
Eugene O’Neill Theatre, row A.
Book of Mormon.
It gets super disco gay, which is appropriate since we went to the Camp exhibit earlier.
Bryant Park / NY Public Library.
A handsome man at the park at night.

Library way, on the way home.

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