On a sunny, but very cold and windy day, Camille invited us for homemade American brunch. Afterwards we took her grandsma's dog for a walk in Central park to burn of some much needed calories.
I was really surprised about the lack of spring in New York. In the park I managed to see the first sign of spring: snowdrops, but the branches of all the trees remained bare. I felt the wind blowing through the marrow in the long avenues. When we finally got inside and sat down for a tea it was much needed.