So, quick true story, because I was just reading my post about Harold Ramis and I remembered this: I’ve been to New York City once in my life, right? I was there to see somebody, and not to sightsee, and I think she was a little frustrated that I hadn’t come with a list of things I wanted to see.
One place. One only. I wanted to see the hotel and the church from Ghostbusters.
And here it is: