Yesterday and today followed the same schedule. I would wake up at around 1130 take a shower, fool around on my computer for a good hour or so, think about reading, then actually read, and by 2 o’clock or so I would go out, get lost, then find somewhere to eat. New York City is just extremely complicated. Between, the subway system and the streets, I probably averaged 30 minutes of being lost a day. On TUESDAY, I found Leo’s Bagels, after walking in a full circle around it, and got in line just in time. I was seriously planning on ordering a bagel with cream cheese, and lox…classic. But then another sandwich caught my eye. The Leonardo. Parma Prosciutto, Mozzarella cheese, tomatoes, balsamic vinegar. Oh, did it SOUND so good. After I bit into it, I was surprisingly displeased with how tough the cured meat was. Maybe I am just a noob with prosciutto, but I was not enjoying myself. I frequently had to pull apart the meat with my hands, and ended up just taking it out altogether. The coleslaw was pretty solid, and of course I had to top off my meal with a Black and White cookie, just as cath would. I walked out of the bagel shop, with no direction and no appointments, so I explored for a good 10 minutes until I got bored. I asked my sister, Sarah, where I could find some thrift stores to shop at. First of all, I am a terrible shopper. I am no good at the sport. I don’t like spending a long time looking at different articles. I don’t like looking at the price tags, I usually cant decide what I want if I stay for too long. So that’s why I am notorious for going into a thrift shop, buying the first 3 or 4 things, and walking out within 5 minutes. Going to Buffalo Exchange was no different. Walked in, bought a short sleeve button down, a Patagonia jacket, and a shirt I probably will only wear two times in my life and then walked out. I decided after I left the store, that going back to the apartment, eating a Milky Way and reading would suffice until I was going to dinner. I got back, and opened my book for 5 minutes, and then fell asleep until 530, when Sarah called me and told me that an Italian Fair was in town, and I should meet her down by Mulberry and E. Houston street I had never attempted at calling down a taxi before that night. I stood on Water Street waving my long gangly arms to flag down a taxi that didn’t have their “off duty” lights on. It took me a solid 10 minutes for one to pull up, and when I told him the cross streets, he replied with oh sure, but I don’t have a meter so whaddya say you give me 20 dollars. I obviously, had no perception of how far it was where I was going, so I responded Well I am not sure how much it would be, and he curtly shot back, ok bye. I did find one in the next minute, and I was on my way. The only problem with this one, well actually it was my fault haha, but I didn’t realize that you were supposed to tip taxi drivers. So when he asked me how much change I wanted back, I thought it obvious to say …the change. Turns out, that was pretty cheap of me… but hey I am just a kid. I met up with Dave, and Sarah and we began to walk up Little Italy. It was a marvelous fair, decorated, and filled up nicely. It was a funny parallel to the Frederick fair, actually. Two completely different genres; but both the same attractions. They both had their fair share of carnies, and game booths, but the best biggest difference was that the food booths, were amazing. There were many well-respected restaurants that were selling their food from these booths. We stopped at many booths and got sandwiches fed off brioche bread…classic. It was all very scrumptious, and I finished off the night with an Italian sausage followed by a cannoli. A truly delightful dessert that I had never experienced before. I visited a friend from Palos Verdes, who goes to the New School, and we had a great time, and I met a bunch of her roommates/ friends. One thing that I noticed was that there was such a blend of people/ ethnicities, and on top of all: not every one was a hipster… I guess that taught me a lot about stereotypes, even though I claim to know, I still succumb to them. On WEDNESADAY, I found Luke’s Lobsters. My sister recommended it to me, and I had nothing going on all day. I walked in and was greeted by a familiar Band of Horses song, which immediately put this restaurant on a pedestal. I ordered a lobster roll for 16 dollars…wait 16 dollars? Alright. Turns out that lobster roll was one of the best things I ate during my 3-day stay in New York. Extremely over priced, but totally worth it. Welcome to New York. I then wandered off until I stumbled upon the Vietnam Veterans Park, and sat and played a new game that my brother introduced me to. Instead of playing words with friends, which is a variation of scrabble on the iPhone, I was now playing hanging with friends. Hanging with friends is a variation of hangman against friends. Pretty straightforward. I sat and played games on a small piece of technology in the heart of New York. Yup, classic me. As I was leaving I also noticed how amazing of a skate spot this park would be. Obviously it could never happen because of all the police, and businessmen smoking their cigarettes, but I was thinking of another limitation. Ethical. Would it be ethical to ruin the marble, and mark up the grounds dedicated to those soldiers that passed away in the war? But then I remembered that skaters don’t really care about anything that they are skating on, so I kept walking. I went back to the apartment, and read for a good 3 hours. I have been getting behind on my reading so I thought I might as well. Steinbeck is extremely classic too, so why not spend my afternoon with his company, instead of my phone. After I read for 3 hours, I easily took an hour and a half nap, and got ready to go to dinner with Sarah and Dave again. This time we went to a family style Italian restaurant that was bomb.com. I really, really liked it. Even though it wasn’t gourmet, top Zagat rated type food; it did more than get the job done. After dinner, I hung out with a girl who went to my high school, whom I wasn’t incredibly close with, but we had a fun night. She showed me around her dorm, and even let me know that the Sprouse twins ( the Suite Life of Zack and Cody stars ) lived in her dorm. I told her I would have freaked if I saw them because me and my little brother still watch those shows on Disney Channel. I never saw them, but she said she’s seen them all the time. I met a bunch of hilarious people, and none that I thought would have gone to NYU. Just goes to show, stereotypes mean nothing. I took a taxi home and remembered to tip this time, and now its time for sleep. Nighty.
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