This is our river. The East River.
It's much nicer than David Letterman would lead you to believe.
Sunday, Due's Mom had a great idea for an outing - instead of making the trek to Central Park - which on many days turns into a 4 hour adventure - we went for a leisurely stroll along the Riverwalk.
I found a great spot to watch the boats go by...
Due was chillin' in the shade....
WHAT? Mind your own business. So I found a couple of sticks in here. A little privacy please.
Then I heard the 2 Moms talking about stopping by a nearby sidewalk cafe....for some "refreshments"
This is NOT what I had in mind. Oh Waiter....
NOTE TO MAYOR BLOOMBERG....just because the West Side has their new "Hi-Line" Park - please remember our East Side Riverwalk. Although it's a great place to take a stroll, it is in terrible condition. Shrubs chopped off, all weeds, empty planters, no grass. Broken benches and missing cobblestones. At one point the barricades and "caution" tape have been up so long - the yellow tape is bleached white by the sun.
