Hello New York City! What a treat to spend a weekend with my parents and brother in New York City to celebrate my cousin, Jess' wedding. It was amazing! Mom and I took a bus trip down to NY and met up with the guys. After dropping off our bags at our "cozy" apartment, we hit the streets.
Though the leaves were gone in Boston, Central Park was alive with color.
Pondering a carriage ride in Central Park.
We spent some time at the Met. This picture cracked me up.
The rehearsal dinner at the University Club was top notch. You felt like you were stepping back in time.
Saturday morning, we were thrilled to have a visit with Sister Peggy (Mom's cousin). Nathan and I first met Sister when we lived for a few months in New York 11 years ago. We still joke about her leading us through the streets of the city. Two bumpkins from out west trying to keep up with a nun on the streets. We once had her over for lunch to our studio apartment. She arrived an hour and a half early with a bottle of wine triple wrapped. She laughed and said that she'd be the talk of NY if she tripped walking up the stairs of the subway and the bottle of wine broke! 
We had the restaurant to ourselves. It was a lovely lingering lunch.
We then explored NY including a taxi ride past the World Trade Center site and a stroll through Chinatown. Jonathan and I dashed into an Asian massage parlor (not what you think) and questioned ourselves as we were riding in a dark elevator up to the massage room. It was all legal and we emerged relaxed though our parents weren't thrilled about us leaving them on the streets of Chinatown. A frantic subway ride trip uptown and a dash to get ready for the wedding gave us a enough time to relax while waiting for the ceremony to begin.
The wedding was something else. It was glamourous, beautiful and a lot of fun. It was a weekend to remember. And the best news, Nathan did fantastically with the kids. He said that had he not just returned from Hong Kong and had to deal with jet lag, the weekend would have been perfect.
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