new york city? yeah, i've been.
i've been home a week from my six-day adventure in new york city. there, in a way, i learned how to be a better person and a better friend.
we did some touristy things, but my favourite moments were in cafes, some were in the morning, or afternoon, evening, or early, early morning. the early morning (1-4am) cafe moments were the most memorable, absurd, hilarious and/or exciting.
i left with the resounding feeling i must return. ideally, in the summertime. i have no phobia of travelling in the winter asexemplified in how i have spent my februaries two years in a row, but obviously summer would be a bit easier/enjoyable.
my favourite neighbourhoods were greenwich village, soho, chelsea & williamsburg, brooklyn. my favourite things to consume were cupcakes, bagels, pretzels, pizza and coffee.
i was surprised and delighted by the diversity of street vendors (falafel! pistachios? pretzels! bagels!) and subway performers (r&b family singers! pianos!). i was distraught and disturbed by the lack of "homeless" folks and the fact that i did not see one woman wearing a hijab.
je t'aime!
