Manhattan on 10 Bucks

Just before we went to New York for the workshop of one of Amanda’s colleagues last week, we had an unexpected expenditure that set us back a little.  Suddenly, all we really could afford was the $2.25 subway ride each way from Hoboken to 33rd Street in Manhattan.

It was the greatest possible blessing for our day.

The picnic I shared with my wife in Central Park on a perfect New York afternoon was a vastly happier and more endearing experience than what the most expensive plate at the most decorated 5-Star restaurant in the entire city could have offered.

Often, less is so much more.

Usually, true richness is discovered in what is small.

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