We are currently on the upper deck of a double decker bus taking us from Baltimore to New York. The upper deck gives me a much better view of the vast expanse of ugly that is New Jersey. All the jokes you've ever heard? True. I think the state flower is the smokestack and every place looks like a dumping ground for bodies.
But New York City with its promises of art museums, ballet, running in Central Park, The Dakota and street hot dogs looms in the distance. It should be a good two days.