Goodbye

My last day in New York went this way:
I watched my friend C. run the half-marathon. She stopped smoking before Christmas, took up running, and there she was, not even tired, mid-way to the finish line. I would have loved to post a picture of her, but what I had didn't exactly look good.
Then I went to my favorite New York spots, had a coffee and yummy dessert.
I came back to the Webster, packed some more, and then had dinner with a few of the girls.
And then my friend A. came for a quick visit.

And then it was time to go to bed, all packed up and ready to go.