March 28
I am in Brooklyn! This is what I think from my trip here. All airports look alike (except maybe Denver with it's weird subway systerm). It's better to not check your luggage, just carry on what you can. Buy your lotions and shampoos at your destination. Airport food is not only expensive, it's not very good, bring your own food. People who don't want to look out the windows of the plane should give up their seats to those of us on the aisle craning our necks to see something. The Statue of Liberty looks teensy, like a chess pawn, from the air. Manhattan is built up all the way to edges of the island. I also saw the Chrysler building and the Empire State building, very cool. The taxi was very clean, the driver frustrated at rush hour traffic, but was very polite to me.
March 29
Grant and Sarah's apartment is so cute. A little galley kitchen just like I've seen in the Conran kitchen books. Pressed tin ceilings and old fashioned radiators. The brownstone building is beautiful with enormous Italian doors with etched glass. Sarah & I figured out how to wrap little wee Guthrie and we took a walk. She took me to a place called the Tea Lounge which is a coffee house much like the one in the Friends TV series, with big old couches and overstuffed chairs. There were palm frond ceiling fans each with a fantastic weird light, some were stained glass Moravian stars. There were small tables that looked like African drums where people were sitting and working with their laptops. In one corner was a whole stroller posse of moms and kidlets.
Speaking of kidlets, on to the most important part of this trip - wee baby Guthrie, who is perfect in every respect. He is SO cute. He does all the adorable little newborn baby things - the little snorts and squeals and grunts and lamb bleats. He squishes up his face and arms and legs and butt in every direction. He is pink and sweet and has the intent little baby blue eyes that just gaze and gaze. He likes to look at his black and white toddler board books. Sarah and Grant seem much in love with him. They spend quite a lot of time lying on the bed with the babe between them and staring at him, saying things like, "He's still cute."
