If you have to pick one place in the USA to hold an impromptu family reunion, New York City is the perfect location!
I have always wondered if the closeness I have with my cousins would have evolved in the same way had we been raised on the same continent. I had not seen my cousin for 22 years. I, along with my older sister, BIL and niece, had the distinct pleasure of spending the weekend with her, her husband and a couple of their very close friends.
As soon as we saw each other Friday night, we picked right up from the moment we last saw each other.
Not only does her husband fit in with our family, his sense of humor may be better than my own.
Being part of the energy that is New York.
We only spent one hour in search of high end lotions and potions for the preservation of youthful skin. I was able to talk my cousin and her friend off of the shopping jag while I was in NY.
Mid day cocktails at South Street Sea Port. We are all water lovers.
Being made fun of for befriending every cab driver we encountered. Hey I was in the front seat each time, they didn’t seem to mind chatting with me.
Watching my BIL actually having a great time away from his 5 mile perimeter comfort zone. We or at least you and BS should really do that more often.
Martini party back in my room.
The drive up was pretty treacherous but BIL got us there in one piece. He didn’t quite trust his navigational system, the Sisters Wicked, but we got there safe and sound.
The weather was more than a bit nippy.
Getting spit on while having lunch at ESPN Zone. Some stupid kids in the rafters. I drowned them in the East River, it’s all good.
Our hotel neighbor pounding on our adjoining door due to boisterous laughter during the martini party. In our defense, it was only 10:30 on a Saturday night. Maybe we should have invited him.
We packed much fun into our short time together. I only hope it doesn’t take me 22 more years to see her again.