The graduation of Ian, our nephew

I picked Uncle Jeffery up at the Reno Airport, and we enjoyed the drive down Hwy 80 to Truckee.  Jeffery particularly appreciated the clear, good-smelling air.  At Truckee High, many loved ones were there to see Ian get his diploma, with a party at Craig and Darlene's home later.  U.J. and I spent the night there, and had a nice visit.  This morning, Jeffery even took a run along the shores of Donner Lake.  Then I took him back to Reno, and put him off at the airport.

Ian is in the back row, right side, with the white lei and sunglasses

the caps fly

Darlene and Craig, proud parents

Uncle Jeffery and Grandma

not content to simply dive in

Ian flies

Ian's sister, Alycia

The party, with Ian as island boy

Darlene's pretty flower arrangements

The view I woke up to this morning, where we would later eat breakfast and have a last chat

still some snow, which surprised us, considering how little we got this past winter.

Reno's river walk along the Truckee River

A bit of downtown Reno, with a fisherman under the bridge

How different from the crowded streets of NYC

park design

note how dry and western the garden is

a coffee and wine shop; what more do you need?

Ah!  The lure of Reno

The guy under the bridge was successful!

street-side vendor with ice cream

On the way home, I decided to capture the image of a "landmark".  We were saved with gas one late night many years ago when we stopped here to wake up the residents, who woke another farmer with a supply of diesel.

The last day there and the first day here

On Tuesday, I got up, mailed my overflow home, went to Penn Station and bought my ticket over to New Jersey ahead of time, and then took a last wend around a piece of Central Park.  As I walked back to the hotel from Rockefeller Station, I really looked at the people I passed or bumped or skirted, and it was a bittersweet feeling to think of leaving the liveliness of the City.  Then, packed up and ready; I headed via the E train back to Penn Station to catch my NJ Transit train, and then the bus, to the Newark airport, to fly home to be shuttled to the hotel where I left my car, so I could drive to the hotel I would be staying at. Phew!  Today I drove home via the grocery store. Simple as pie, only, I had to drive myself and fill my tank with gas, instead of swiping my Metrocard and riding to my destination.

another subway ride entry hall

At Penn Station, there is a mechanical moving contraption in a glass enclosure.  This is one of the moving sections

Here's the "center" that stays still, and another moving section, which says "We've nothing to fear when Washington's near"

another stable center; a train and people, with the mobile Paterson part coming around

Last view of Central Park 

the subway to Rockefeller, then a 15 minute walk back to the hotel

Headed to Pennsylvania Station

work is being done across the street to the front of the big U.S. Post Office Building

I took this shot just to see what progress had been made when I return

blurry shot of my destination

Newark's Penn Station (Baltimore has one too, right?)

Newark Airport

Salt Lake City Airport ( it was too late when I arrived to want to take a photo of the Sacramento Airport)

A canyon Boulder on my way home today

Entrance to my home-world, Arch Rock tunnel

Sunday and Monday in New York City

Jeffery and I headed out on Sunday to go to the Cloisters, but we only made it to 5th Avenue, where the Puerto Rican Parade blocked our path and lured us to partake of the fun.  We ended up watching it, and then headed over to Central Park to walk, and lie on the grass, and watch the world go by.  Later, we took more walks, and saw the sights that come out when darkness falls.

Here is 5th Ave., where we were prevented from crossing

this small group shows how colorful the parade route was, with everyone waving flags, paraders and spectators alike

police were everywhere, mostly to help direct human traffic along the parade route

Jeffery got me some pretty beads to wear to show support

the grey-haired fellow was stirring the crowd for his photographs.  here he was, instructing them to cheer and wave flags

we got so hot, we needed the relief of an italian ice

We had to ride the Central Park merry-go-round!

Jeffery sat in the sun to finish reading "Dr. Jekkyl and Mr. Hyde"

Many people were sunbathing

 Big Bird!

us reflected in a metal pillar

shoes in a window

shoes and handbag

I thought Jeffery would look nice in this jacket; he didn't care for the color

the World's Fair Clock at the Waldorf Astoria

elevator doors at the Waldorf Astoria

the circus!

entrance to the N-Q-R subway off Central Park

almost missed capturing this one!

tile art at 5th Ave. subway

Welsh Dragon at the Alwyn Hotel

the chess and checker house in Central Park

cool stairs

reddening berries of some sort

I keep finding things in Central Park that I hadn't seen.  This is the Block House

This is the tunnel that I stood under, out of the rain, to talk to my mom

building art, who's meaning is lost to me.....

posters hanging on a wall

mannequins in a clothing store window

who photos the back of the New York Library Lions?

this building is going up at the SE corner of Bryant Park.  I'll check on it's progress when I return

Jeffery playing chess with the fellow outside the Polish Embassy

the top of the Helmsley Building

This photo is from Jeffery's day at the Aids Walk, before I arrived for this visit

Taken from Jeffery's camera, I wanted to show us together at Breakneck Ridge's rock scramble

Jeffery's birthday

This is me, squished into the train on our way back from Belmont, but I use it to end my time in New York, to say "Oh no, I have to leave Jeffery and get on a plane!!"