So, here we are again, frolicking in the delightful New World, this time for a worthy cause: turning M into an honest woman by marrying her to P - literally.
More on that later. This entry is really about our first 24 hours in the city that never sleeps, the big apple, etc etc. Stepping off the plane after an execrable flight on Continental (never, ever again! BA, I promise I'll never betray you again!), guess what we found to quench our thirst?
YES! Mango Tango indeed. Hopefully not a sign of things to come.
But this was the least of the surprises that awaited us. Stepping into Tot T's uncle's house, we were greeted by a number of interesting sights, beginning with Snowy:
An unnamed creature hovering over Lady V's 4-post bed:
An inspiration for my forthcoming wedding role?
Some controversial "art" by artist in residence N:
And some quality pictures from times gone past...
And some others not quite so gone past...
Yes. This is quite a dwelling for the Tots...
2 comments:
1) cannot believe i'm not there to welcome you back to the apple, but looks like you're doing quite fine on your own. begging forgiveness and already looking forward to next time.
2) curses! speaking of the mango tango, yours truly is suffering in rome after epic cairo nonstop-eating binge. luckily tot f has stocked up on the loo roll.
3) miss you all. even young t when he looked like THAT
got some mango tango action going on over here out of solidarity.
the cairo trots have taken over rome
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