…rubes

| June 11, 2008

Rubes! The moment we stepped out into the New York City air we were spotted for…rubes! (Maybe it was my burnt orange luggage.) A well-dressed man with some kind of accent approached us…as though he was a taxi driver. The fact he wasn’t driving a taxi should’ve been a clue. Non-rubes probably would’ve avoided the [...]

day one – nyc

| June 11, 2008

In some regards our first day was uneventful. We don’t fly to New York City via Los Angeles every day, but then it’s not a very notable adventure either. But then this happened! And then this happened! As we walked into the LA airport from our plane, there stood Mauri’s first cousin Greg Macy. We [...]