Day 100: New York

When you're as uncultured as I was before I got to New Jersey, you get excited over just seeing trees. You can hardly imagine the sort of heartgasms I was going through when I got to see New York City for the first time.
At first, we walked through the financial district of Manhattan, and in fifty degree rainy weather, I was bitchin' about everything. And then we made it to the World Trade Center. And all the shopping centers. And the mutha-huggin' Empire State Building. Did I mention Soho? All of it was glorious and pulsating and I have never been so in love with a city before. Honestly, I was just sighing the whole time because of how alive everything was. Maybe it's just the fact that I'm impressed by every little thing, but I couldn't help but feel overwhelmed by all the people walking around, each housing their own interesting secrets and stories. I wanted to get to know all of them. God, it was beautiful. I was lucky enough to find a quirky photo-booth picture near Old Navy of a couple. It was a sweet little picture but I couldn't help but feel a little sad. Whomever it belonged to obviously didn't want it anymore.

So sweet. Slightly intrusive.

The smells of all the foods were dizzying in the best way possible. It was complete sensory overload. Perfection. And after walking around until I could no longer distinguish the pavement from my feet, we got Starbucks. Need I say more? It was spectacular. Seattle, you've got a tough competitor. Watch out.

I happen to think I look really cute in this picture. Narcissism? Me? No way.