The Scrappy Genealogist Goes to New York - Part 1

We’re stuck in a parking lot. The sign says 678 North, but right now it’s a parking lot. We are headed for Whitestone Bridge in Whitestone, NY. It’s our ticket off of Long Island and back to New Hampshire. We’ve spent a little less than 48 hours in New York City; lots of fun, lots of walking and lots to tell. We had dinner with a long lost cousin, visited the Lower East Side Tenement Museum and stood in front of the home of my Irish great, great, great grandparents, but it feels like we may never get home. The GPS says 4 hours and 38 minutes to go and hasn’t changed in the last twenty minutes. If we ever get over the bridge, I’ll tell you about our adventures.