The Top Ten Best Things About my First Week in NYC:
1. Men in suits. Everywhere.
2. Not ever worrying about smiling enough at strangers.
3. Watching no one react to a group of children barking, literally barking, in unison, at intervals of ten seconds.
4. 85 cent coffee. So many choices of coffee. Coffeeee.
5. Feeling the first angry thrill of the natives as a tourist clings to an entire subway pole on an insanely crowded rush hour train with her whole body.
6. Cowboy boots and sundresses to work. Along with an appropriate sweater, mom.
7. Pouting and wearing huge sunglasses so people think I'm famous.
8. Figuring out which side of the tracks takes me uptown or downtown. And what those two things are. And humming the Indiana Jones theme song to myself as I emerge triumphant from beneath the streets.
9. Witnessing the intricate mating rituals of the Brooklyn hipster.
10. Let's Get It On and Stop in the Name of Love playing back to back in the coffee shop where I sit and daydream before work.
More regular posts to come as soon as I settle into my summer euphoria. Speaking of which:
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hot girl! summer in the city! yay!! that's you! it's really good to see you rockin' out and having fun, living like you've just begun, as they say...
ReplyDeleteso great. xo
Sounds like the start of a great summer!
ReplyDeletegreat list. have fun!!
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