Cynthia drove us into the city. She went to work and I went to Grand Central Station to take the tour. This is a massive building with interesting architecture where trains arrive and leave.
I couldn't figure out how to buy a train ticket using the machine. A kind man helped me, but we didn't know if the machine would give me change for a $20 bill. I put in my US debit card, but hadn't used it in a year and couldn't remember the pin number. Geez, what kind of prepared traveler am I? So the guy said, give me $2 and I'll swipe my Metro card for you. And he did.

I found my way on the S Shuttle and then the #1 Uptown train to W 107th St, where I visited my cousins Marty and Jill in their beautiful new apartment. We had lunch on the rooftop with a great view of the city. Jill had bought foods that she thought I would appreciate, and we had a great time talking about family and personal stuff. I wish we lived closer so we could spend more time together.
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