It was a postcard day for a tour bus. It was a 10 degrees too hot and sticky for me but considering it is August in New York one must hold one’s tongue. The breeze upstairs on the moving bus could have made it quite pleasant.
It was a postcard…
It was a postcard day for a tour bus. It was a 10 degrees too hot and sticky for me but considering it is August in New York one must hold one’s tongue. The breeze upstairs on the moving bus could have made it quite pleasant.