We slept really late yesterday, which was nice. But surprisingly uneffective.

We got to the Met around 4:30. We saw, of course, lots of stuff, including Picasso's "Gertrude Stein," which was probably my favorite thing there. As well as, as John put it, "our friends from France," "The Monument to the Burghers of Calais," which we saw another cast of at the Musée Rodin.


John sketching.
Musée Rodin, Paris, 6.5.04.

He had his sketchbook with him, too. And I told him he should finish his drawing, just because it was so neat that we saw the same sculpture twice in one summer.

He didn't though.

We walked to East 68th Street (where the Ricardos and Mertzs lived) and decided today, for sure, that we're going to Jamestown, NY, on our way home, after we're done at Niagara Falls, so I can go to the Lucy-Desi Museum.

And we had dinner near Times Square, just across the street from where they film Letterman. So. That was our last day in Manhattan.

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