Friday night we were walking east down 39th street towards 2nd Avenue (my sweetie fancied a craftbrew at 7pm) and saw this over our shoulders. There was the lightest imaginable mist of rain - not heavy enough to even wet my eyeglasses, but enough to create a lovely haze around the lit-up, bejeweled tower.
Me: "Look at that, honey, isn't it beatiful?"
Her: "Which buildng is that?"
Me: "The Empire State Building....I think. Unless it's the Chrystler Building. No, I think the Empire State...maybe. Which one did King Kong climb up again?"
But at least I can now cross "NYC Tour Guide" off my list of potential careers.