After being 'on the road' (or should I say 'flying the very bumpy but friendly skies) for twenty-plus hours, the first thing I did was a quick stroll at NYC's Central Park.
That's right. While most people would take a shower and sleep, I thought a nice little Springtime afternoon visit to the park with friends was the best way to energize my soul. It's soo beautiful here!
How funny. People no longer tell me "welcome back" upon hearing the news I'm in the city.
Instead, they just tell me "welcome home."