Category: Sarah

Train to Ardmore. Next stop Penn Station.

Charging cables.
The look of our first date.
Dropped off the luggage.
Red line to the orange line.

Into the park.
Le Pain Quotidien for lunch.
Sundress. Cork pops. French talk.
Butz, party of two?
Sunshine and bare feet.
Lazy afternoon.
Ice cream.

 

Serene park to gritty street.
Walking in the shadows of skyscrapers.
The Manhattan.
Grey. Green. Yellow.
Secret Portrait.
Dinner with Kane and Julie.
Tuna Tartar in a mason jar.
The Nance.
Korean Karaoke.
I am a Mother Father Gentleman.

 

Greek cups of black coffee.
Croissants for the road.
To MoMA.
Bike tour means no traffic.
“Wanna do that together next year?”

The skin of Monet’s water lilies.
The elegant lines of Matisse.
The relief of Jackson Pollack.
Lunch at the cafe.

Google Maps guides us everywhere.
F-train arriving in 6 minutes.
Gritty soft pretzel with salt for the ride home.
Penn station. 30th street. Ardmore.
Home sweet home.