Joe and I took a made a quick trip to New York this summer. In what seems to be a growing tradition, we flew on July 4th. Probably not the best day to be in the air considering that rockets are being shot into the sky all across the country, but hey, at least flights are cheap(er).
Marina : )
And then, in our typical fashion, as soon as we had arrived, we had plans to be somewhere else. New Jersey to be exact. Yes, we get to New York and head straight for New Jersey. I know.
Manhattan by night. Astounding.
And then the fireworks started. And it was magical. And life was perfect.
Photos c/o Joseph Speer