A day in the life of a conference attendee

It is pretty impossible to look like anything other than a first time visitor.  The signs are unmistakable.  Jaw at half mast.  Camera in hand.  Purse securely crisscrossed around body.  Sensible shoes. Permanent crick to the neck with quick lunges for support as vertigo strikes when one looks up at yet another tall building.  Who else takes pictures of  the cousins of the pigeons from home?  lol

A blurry breakfast but hopefully a clear itinerary for the day!

The conference for me was about NOT defining people by their disabilities but helping them to take their place in the world as viable parts of a whole.  I took anything that would help give the girls that I work with confidence to express themselves as valuable and contributing members of our community.  Each of us has to have that internal 'want to' but it takes a supportive community to help each one of us reach our God-given potential.

The lunch break this second day had us boarding the subway and the end of the run-  Ground Zero.

A city of contrasts as narrowness of the streets, the expansiveness of the pools and the quietness of  the church yard nearby attests.

After an informative afternoon my roommate and I decided on a relaxing supper where we could watch the people walk by.

We then followed the pigeons to central Park.

With daylight fading we didn't have the time to fully explore this wonderful green space.  Next time!

All those wonderful pillows, a quick pinch or two and a snuggle, a snore and some sleep!