View from minusbaby's window, where I met his pop and his grandmother and he fed me a bomblette. Which is like an omlette, but it's also the bomb. Because it's got secret Puerto Rican ingredients. Then we looked at pictures and then we went outside:
Where we were greeted by still life on our way to the park:
When I had to take the train back to my hotel because it was time to meet whisperedhate for dinner, I almost cried, and hugged Rich at the train station for a very long time because I didn't know when I would see him again.
Stayed tuned for Saturday.