Well folks, looks like it is time to skedaddle.
*que Frank Sinatra’s “NEW YORK, NEW YORK!!!”
We are packing our too small car full of coats, happy people, and my
new sweater tights ( which I am pretty excited about – they’re SO
comfy, and I hate tights). The next week will be incredible. I don’t
want to see so much. I’m fine if I don’t sing in lady liberties crown
or stuff my face with Grimaldi’s pizza or skip through Little Italy.
In fact, I tend to avoid those touristy places. This time I want to
know what it is like to be a New Yorker.
You see, there is a fundamental difference between a tourist
and a world explorer, and I attempt to fill the latter’s shoes. I
don’t really have an agenda or list of experiences I just have to
have. I want to hear the city, the beat, the rhythm. I’d love to meet
some people. Anti-schedule tendencies have come from a long
multiple experience lesson: the very best memories are always
unplanned. So I throw myself at a place and let the destination itself
carry me gently down its stream. I am prepared for adventures and
scares and life time experiences and writing inspiration and frost-bitten
I will tell you what I am looking forward to:
- Traveling from Washington D.C. to NYC on a bus – alone. No big deal, I am a big girl – obviously.
- Meeting Vidushi Sharma in person. A lovely girl I met through a 2012 hours against hate contest almost a year ago. It is time to finally meet in person.
- Attending a real deal edtiors meeting for the magazine I’ve been writing for. I’ll get to meet all the lovely kids and coordinators I’ve been corresponding with online.
- Staying in queens.
- Eating pizza and cheesecake.
- The library. Of course. I can’t wait to return to what is hands down the best library I’ve ever been into.
- I’m gonna fix my watch this week. For a girl obsessed with rich watches, I’ve been “timeless” of for a little too long.
See you in New York City!