Q's first morning at the Bentley, learning the joys of swimming in an ocean of down feathers!
Watching the Roosevelt Island tram make its way back and forth between the city and the island.
Acting out a private game on the windowsill.
Ordering herself around in the mirror, a game which she found hilarious to the point of hysteria at bedtime.
The view (which I promised) from the rooftop bar. Oh, my!
M and I enjoying a cocktail on the roof and the even more intoxicating view (don't mind the scaffolding). In all my years in the City, I never enjoyed such a breathtaking view as this! (Well, not the scaffolding...of course I mean the view in the previous shot, which lay below us to the left of this photo. We tend to take dorky and ill-conceived self-portraits when on vacation - sorry).