Why Is New York Wearing Scaffolding? One thing I noticed almost immediately in New York: The city seems to be wearing scaffolding. 😄 Not just one building.Not just one street. Scaffolding everywhere. Beautiful old buildings.Grand facades.Modern towers. And quite a few of them hiding behind metal pipes and wooden platforms. At first, I wondered: Is … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #34
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America, One Moment at a Time — #28
The Car Stayed Behind We had driven all the way from Boston to New Jersey. Our car had brought us safely to the Hyatt House at One Exchange Place. And then we left it there. 😄 Our hotel was right beside the PATH station, and we were heading into New York. Our kids suggested we … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #28
America, One Moment at a Time — #27
One Exchange Place — One Building, Many Stories We arrived in Jersey City after our drive from Boston and checked into the Hyatt House at One Exchange Place. After the long drive, I thought I had only one job: Find the room. Put down the bags. Relax. 😄 Then I looked out of the window. … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #27
America, One Moment at a Time — #26
I-90, Mass Pike… What’s That? Whenever we travel on the roads here, I keep noticing things. Road numbers. Road names. Signs. Words I’ve never heard before. On our drive from Boston towards New York, one kept catching my attention: MASS PIKE. What exactly is a Mass Pike? I had to find out. 😄 Apparently, Mass … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #26
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Who Really Owns the Park? One thing I’ve noticed during our American sojourn: The wild squirrels and rabbits in the public gardens seem remarkably unafraid of people. They simply carry on with their lives, right among us. And then we spotted something I hadn’t expected. A wild rabbit with its baby, living right there in … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #25
America, One Moment at a Time — #24
A Hot Dog and a Little Bit of America We went out for a hot dog. Simple enough. But at KC’s Classic Burger Bar, even a hot dog comes with neon, vintage cars, ice cream… and a little history. 😄 The sign outside said: “IF YOU’RE READING THIS, YOU NEED A BURGER.” Fair enough.We went in. … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #24
America, One Moment at a Time — #23
The Dogs Have a Life of Their Own The other day, I was reading the Boston Sunday Globe when I came across an article about a hotel guest kept awake by a barking dog. “Barking mad: Loud dogs, sleepless hotel nights…” It made me smile. Because, as a visitor to the US, I’ve noticed something … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #23
America, One Moment at a Time — #22
When English Needs an English Translator One thing I’ve discovered during our American sojourn: Sometimes I need a translator. Not from English to another language. From English to English. 😄 After all, English is not exactly my first language. And sometimes, even after all these years, my ears seem to have their own ideas about … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #22
America, One Moment at a Time — #21
Lynn, Lynn… The City of Sin? When we came to Lynn, I knew very little about the place. Then I heard its old rhyme: “Lynn, Lynn, the city of sin, You never come out the way you went in. Ask for water, they give you gin — It’s the darndest city I’ve ever been in.” 😄 Not exactly … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #21
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When the Water Looks Too Shallow — Finding the Channel From our apartment in Lynn, I’ve become quite used to seeing the ferry that carries passengers across the water to Boston. But today, something about it made me stop and look twice. The tide was out. Very much out. The harbour looked as though someone … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #19
America, One Moment at a Time — #18
The Road to Ogunquit We left Boston and headed north. The first part of the journey was pretty much what you would expect from a road trip. Highways, traffic, bridges and plenty of road ahead. Then we crossed into Maine. And there it was: “WELCOME HOME.” We had just arrived. So apparently, Maine was already … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #18
America, One Moment at a Time — #16
A Question That Goes a Long Way We were sitting at a traffic light when I noticed a message on a billboard above the road. “Are you okay?” At first, I smiled. Because sometimes, when someone does something irritating, those words mean quite the opposite. 😄 But this time, the question was meant differently: “ARE … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #16
America, One Moment at a Time — #4
Boston and the Seagull Boston across the water A few days ago, Red Rock Park had me looking at the American flags flying at half-staff and thinking about Dolly Parton. Today, I found myself looking across the same water at Boston. Boston was there, beautifully distant. Its skyline rising across the water. Looking rather impressive … Continue reading America, One Moment at a Time — #4
