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Views from inside the Museum of Modern Art. It felt like a place of worship to me.
The Guggenheim (of course!). The architecture was as impressive as the art.
Looking across the reservoir to the Upper West Side on a rainy Saturday. I'm so glad my first glimpse of Central Park was on a moody, foggy, atmospheric day.
But I also appreciated that same view on a sunny Tuesday! 


In an attempt to neutralize urban overload, I thoroughly enjoyed a long solitary walk in Central Park where I nicely regained my bearings.
Our lovely well-located brownstone B & B on the Upper East Side. Central Park was at the end of our street and the Guggenheim and Metropolitan Museum of Art were just a few blocks away.
View from our B & B window. The perfect place for someone like me, who can literally spend hours enjoying the small details of an urban courtyard. More detail views below.


