Why is it that, now that he is no longer a Cardinal, Albert Pujols is on my airplane? (Answer: the Angels are starting a three-game series at Yankee Stadium.) We were flying into La Guardia and I'm pretty sure it's because Big Al was on my side of the plane that we got a pretty awesome tour of Manhattan.
And then, on my way from NYC to NC, I got this lovely, dreamy, pillowy view:
Doesn't that look like the nicest thing you've ever seen?
After two flights and a layover, there wasn't a whole lot of time left in the day, but Mom and I went to Saffron for dinner (we've been here before). We did Indian food, tapas style: chicken, spring rolls (which were really more like egg rolls), veggie patties in sauce, fried fish bites, and pistachio ice cream. I was going to look up the proper names for all this stuff, but alas their website is down! Oh, but I do remember paratha. We had that.
And after that, we got a few groceries, read things to expand our minds, pondered whether it was worth it to start a movie (decision: no), and headed off to bed.
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