Sorry to jump ahead in the chronological order of things and post a story out of order. But I’ve just traveled to a new town…see if you can guess where:

Back on terra firma…

What’s that in the distance?

Another Train Journey…

When you get caught between the moon and New York City…

This is the city that never sleeps, the Big A, say it with me…New Yawk City! Yep, I’m back on American soil. I landed at JFK International Airport and made my way to chilly Manhattan on the subway while the sun set and a full moon rose. And there she was, looking a bit shorter than I remembered. No, not the statue of Liberty, my nearly 94-year-old grandmother, Esta Lubin. Oy Vey! I’m home.
Now back to the London story…