It just so happened that we were in New York when it happened.  Tara was leaving this old building when she slipped on the newly polished floor and hurt her elbow.  At first she was going to let it go, but the next day her arm was swollen to about three times its size.  It was all black and blue too.  We called a personal injury attorney in New York, because they know the law of the state.  Tara was in bad shape, and we had to decide to take her to the emergency room or to let it go until we got home.  I asked her if she could fly, if she felt okay.  She said that she was getting sick to her stomach and that her arm throbbed.  We decided that flying home that night was impossible, so I called the airline.   I cancelled the flight and booked another couple of nights at the Plaza.  Because I had time to kill I took a walk, up and down 42nd Street.  I remember my first visit to New York.  It was in the early 1980's.  What a difference. Especially Times Square.  Although now I think the might have cleaned it all up too well.  It's almost too clean.  Not like a real city.