Good parking, good play in NY

Katie and I are back from three days in New York, where the first thing we did was walk with Serena along The High Line, a park built on an elevated rail line along the west side.

I had never been before, and it was just incredible. The sign above just cracked me up, because it spoke to the determination that I (and obviously many others) have with getting a spot.

I also had to laugh because we had just driven in and I had found the perfect spot without praying to anyone.

Katie and me on the High Line.

Saturday night we saw the revival of Stephen Sondheim's  "Follies" with Bernadette Peters. It was amazing, a combination of darkness and light not usually seen in Broadway musicals. We had heard many of the songs, such as "Broadway Baby," before in revues, but didn't realize that they came from this show first produced in 1971.

The weather was nice, so we walked around a lot, did a little shopping, saw family and one night went down to Brooklyn to hear some music. On Sunday morning, I ran four miles along the Hudson River Park and really enjoyed it. I'm used to Central Park and the reservoir on the upper east side, but the change of scene kept me interested.

Later that day, we did get up to the park, walking across it at nightfall to dinner with the city lights all around us.

On Monday, we stopped in Stamford, Conn., for a late lunch with Ben, getting back late and tired.

And now, it's back to the routine, starting with tutoring in 7:30 a.m. tomorrow.

But hey, as I write this I'm listening to "Broadway Baby," and it's bringing me back.