Our first full day in New York was Saturday. After Dim Sum in the morning, Kevin (the groom)
drove us to Chinatown in Manhattan in his parents' minivan. He and the groomsmen went to
take care of their tuxes; while the five of us (Aaron, Bernie, Laurie, Iris, and me) got
on the subway heading towards the Met. Had to make one transfer, which I screwed up by
directing us to transfer at a station where you couldn't transfer underground. Oh well.
Rode the other subway up to 79th and walked four blocks to Central Park and The Met. Spent
ALL AFTERNOON in the museum - the suburbanites alternated between a pregnancy-related
excuse (pretty good) and not wanting to walk in the rain (pretty lame). Four hours is way
too many paintings to look at in one day.
