Grand Central Station
We packed up this morning and moved to our base for the rest of our stay, 3rd Avenue in Manhattan, quite a different world from the Bronx. Our friendly cab driver offering us chewing gum and pulling in for gas on the way. Such a mix of people, New York cab drivers, chatty or taciturn , all-knowing or with little clue of where they are beyond Google maps.
We met up with some of our Canadians later, but probably the most vital, Zill's sister, forgot she'd need a visa and only just got in tonight after major stress, but all's well etc.. Move to Manhattan