New York, Day 1

Today was mostly about being shut up in a shiny metal tube hurtling through the air, but Brent and T. and I arrived safely in New York, where they have a disturbing tendency to build things out of bricks, which, to my Californian mind, is just asking for things to fall down as soon as the earth moves again.

We’re staying in Brooklyn where Brent’s conference is happening.  We arrived in time for dinner.  This picture exemplifies why I will never be a food blogger:  the dregs of our table-made guacamole, the empty holder for my tacos, and the remnants of my margarita.  It was all extremely yummy and not just because it was both lunch and dinner.

I’m getting the “real” camera out tomorrow, but I took these two pictures of the neighborhood for now.