Ruthi went into the city a couple of times and loved every minute – even the blisters from hours of walking about up and down Manhattan. She ate her way across East and West Greenwich Village, saw the Guggenheim (Frank Lloyd Wright Exhibit – way too crowded to get inside), Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art (MOMA – not so crowed there), browsed the street vendors on the soon-to-be-closed Broadway from 42nd and Times Square to Central Park South, had lunch at Carnegie Deli (didn’t see Harry nor Sally) and mostly just watched the city inhabitants going about their busy lives.
We talk about what we would do when the other partner dies. We both had thought about smaller “C” RV versions for our nomad life. But after getting back to the city she loves so much – Ruthi thinks she would find a small (what could be smaller than the 8 by 30, the three of us currently live in now) place in Manhattan and people watch until the end. Maybe she’d get a “B” RV for those winter months in warmer climes.
