New York New York

New York is always impressive... Noam was for the first time in the
big apple, and he spent the day looking around like if everything was
going to jump in his face. Noises, lights, cars, people... An intense
dose or urbanity! 

We paused in the New Art Museum. Passing by the stack of silver cubes that is the building, I initially thought it was a museum about gay art, because of a rainbow colored sign reading "Hell, Yes". But I guess this is art. The whole museum was a bit disappointing, the spaces a bit small and the pieces not that inspiring. But I guess I got most annoyed when I was told not to let Noam roam on the empty floor because it might be "dangerous". The concern was not about the art, but about "dust" that could harm him. ! Ah! I won't get started here about the ordinary American Paranoïa. 

It was hard to put Noam in bed, he was just wired and tired 
from the day, unable to settle himself. Once he was asleep, an hour later, we left for the countryside.  By departing in the evening, we tried maximizing the quietness or 

smoothness of the 2 hours car ride to the summer house Upstate New
York. We arrived almost at midnight, transferred the kids (Noam and
our friends' 2 kids) in their respective beds, and had a quick tour
of the magnificent house that was just completed a few months ago.

In the mist of all that it did not even occurred to us that we were missing the opening of the Olympics. Oh! Well!