That second photo (of the previous post) was of a very excited F in her stroller who was not fazed a bit by the hustle and bustle around her, and spent the entire weekend pitched forward in her stroller (or pressed against the window of a cab or a bus or a train) taking it all in. That is, until she would periodically crash over to one side, mouth open, fast asleep, completely exhausted by all there was to take in.
The first few shots down by the river were from our hotel. Just imagine us in our room, seventeen floors above them. Nice view.