Like that terrible movie of a similar name, but not depressing – with the nice crunchy leaves, though.
The topic has arisen among people who shall remain nameless but know who they are because they have great big Stepford New York attitudes and dare to disparage my first love, Jon Bon Jovi – of New Jersey and why someone would like it there. Someone like me does like it there. And quite honestly, there are few places I would rather be in the fall.
Hot apple cider.
The empty beach.
Great big fields at parks with dogs and kids and all kinds of people out in the fresh air.
Fresh sweet corn.
Bands of trick-or-treaters scurrying around in the dark on Halloween.
As always, it’s near enough to Manhattan for day trips, meetings, nights out, etc. And especially in light of recent Acts of God, there is very little risk of tornado, hurricane, earthquake, or other devastating natural occurrences.
What on earth could be better than that?