33 Hours in NYC

2 spent on the M60 (public bus to LaGuardia airport)... 31 spent running around like a chicken with its head cut off trying to see as many friends as possible and then eat, drink, shop, speedwalk the streets, and literally bump into millions of people until I felt thoroughly cosmopolitan again. Trips to the bank and post office, some quality time with my mound of snail mail, and quick refills to my little containers of vitamins, Q-tips, etc., and I was back on the plane to Youngstown, OH, where I woke up this morning completely disoriented, but happy.