Tourists

We are back home. For some reason remembering holidays is almost as sweet.

Seems a bit sad to eat pizza out of a box outside the Bargello.

Quite a lot of women with orange hair.

What a very large trumpet....

 It's lucky the Loggia has a nice wide stone ledge to rest weary rumps on.

There seem to be fewer pigeons than there used to be, but quite a few have alighted on the statues.

 Oh, oh, oh!

The same shot that several gazillion other tourists were taking at the

same time as me. But you can see why we were entranced.

Stormy day. The little black specks in the sky are birds.

Time to pack my suitcase and get on the train and then the airplane

then the train then the subway.

Then home.

Tourist Boom

Walking along 7th Avenue near Penn Station the other day

I was struck by the number of buses disgorging visitors.

New York nowadays is a pretty exciting place to be.

You can go for even more bus tours when you get here

and see all the sights and go shopping in Macy's.

No shortage of street snacks....

or cool people to look at.

At sunset the pink light throws long shadows.

23rd Street and 11th Avenue.