Staycation? Not a chance. Heading to NYC for the US Open, and four solid days of pro tennis spectator-ing with one Mr. Holden Hume. Hoping for a Nadal/Federer slugfest of a final, which will further lock them into a McEnroe/Borg-like rivalry for the next few years. Also hoping... to hit most of the Manhattan sake bars I've researched... to play tennis in Central Park... that there are fresh, hot bagels close to the hotel, and... that Liza Minnelli is NOT singing the national anthem on the evening of the finals. Again. Sorry, it's just TOO New York.