Thanksgiving 2016

When Tom read my last New York post, about all the fun things we got up to with our recent visitor, he suggested that I was making our lives sound far more glamorous than they really are. I certainly don’t invent any of this stuff – we genuinely do go for rooftop cocktails, visit museums, enjoy walking tours, and so on – but of course the majority of our time is usually taken up with far more mundane things. I imagine you knew that already, but just in case I have deceived you into thinking that we live a more glamorous or exotic life than is really the case, I thought an account of our Thanksgiving weekend might present a more balanced view…

DC times three

When our latest visitor asked if I’d be interested in accompanying her on a short trip to Washington DC, I must admit that my heart sank a little. I’ve been to DC twice already, and it isn’t my favourite city – despite all the excellent museums and generous public spaces it somehow feels a bit soulless, even creepy, to me. Anyway, because I am an excellent friend, and a sucker for pretty much any kind of travel opportunity, my token resistance was soon overcome, reservations were made on the Greyhound bus, and a decent-looking room booked through AirBnB.