I don’t think that our driver was a rule follower. It was my husband’s first time in New York City. Actually, it was his second, but the first time had occurred almost 20 years ago when he was flown in to detain a drug dealer in Spanish Harlem. He swooped in and swooped out in the dark of night, and to me, that doesn’t count as a ‘visit’ to this amazing city. We arrived at the airport and all wasRead more