Today I took Rupert outside despite the near-constant drizzle ...

... Because Mr Brown and the rest were sailing off Battery Park, and thought pictures would be nice.
But that wasn't until after lunch so I thought I'd wander about the lovely green spaces along the river a bit more and give Rupert's new flash-bang lens a bit of a try out, things other than our own watches from the other side of the room!
Just look at what he can do now.

Isn't this a lovely little park?
Of course, being Saturday, the Museum of Jewish Heritage was closed. Hey! I'm an atheist!
On the way over to the sailing viewing spot some shell hit me on the head. Looking up I found this cheeky wee bugger doing what squirrels do best (eat nuts, climb trees, who'da thunk?)

And on through Battery Park where I saw more squirrels. Yes, that's right, we spent $eleventybillion on a fancy lens so I could take photographs of rodents. I'm not entering into any debate about it.

And there were the sailors. I found an excellent spot, down by the water edge to watch and take some snaps but these bloody great big ferries kept parking in front of me. Also I was beginning to look a bit like a sailing anorak (was wearing one for goodness sake). So, best I pop on one of them, I thought. Risking a vomit-fest (the water was a bit choppy) I paid the money, went through totally over-the-top security (I had to take my watch off for the first time this trip) and climbed aboard the Miss New York.While aboard I also got to see this, the lady has BIG FEET. And this.

Then I pretended to be a good wife and walked down to the ferry Mr Brown catches ever day and waited so we could walk back to the hotel together.
Dinner was here, having slunk out of the hotel like spies to avoid young sailing types who would want pizza or burgers a-fucking-gain. An excellent spot, down by the river.
I had a lovely salad of fresh heirloom tomatoes, basil, celery heart and olive oil followed by beautifully-cooked chicken with the kind of lemon sauce my mum makes for veal. Mr Brown, needing to keep his weight up, ate pasta with squid (pronounced "excellent") and a whole sea bass. I even risked a short black, was asked if I really wanted it "short" assured them I did and got an excellent sip of coffee, perfect way to end the meal.