...Brent & I were in New York City. We had taken the Subway into Manhattan pretty early - most people were probably still snoozing, recovering from their New Year's Eve hangover. We went up the Empire State Building.

We took a ferry to Staten Island.

We went to Times Square where I took pictures of the confetti left from the big "drop-of-the-ball."

I wanted to sit somewhere and have a drink, so Brent suggested an Irish Pub. We tried two. Neither of them had the Irish beer he was looking for, so he refused to stay. - The man had his quirks. :-) We had yummy pizza in a lil' place in Jamaica & then headed back to the hotel.
Three weeks ago & never again. So hard to believe.