Soul Sisters
This one photo encapsulates the pure joy of our entire girls’ day trip to NYC. I met Christie and Betsy at the Kingston train station early in the morning to catch the train into the city. I marveled at the fact that, at the ripe old age of 61, I had never taken the train from Kingston to anywhere! I’ve always opted to drive, but I now realize just how much I’ve been missing. The train really is the only way to go. We sat back, relaxed, and chatted without a care in the world, and before we knew it, we were dropped off right in the middle of New York City. Amazing. We walked to a bagel shop where we met up with Betsy’s son and enjoyed our city breakfast before heading out to explore. We walked the streets, shopped, checked out the sights, listened to music in Bryant Park, took in the views from the Renaissance Hotel, and watched the endless street vendors who all seemed ready to pack up and run at the first sight of a police officer. There was the unmistakable smell of marijuana in t...
