I live a couple of blocks from the Lincoln Tunnel, but haven't yet found the sea of swirly twirly gumdrops.
When I walked through Central Park, I remember thinking that there was no snow, so Buddy's skill with snowballs was moot.
I love the attitude that The Metropolitan Museum of Art has: this art is to be shared freely.
People come to the Met from all over the world. Trying to understand languages is even better than the artwork.
The bust of Caligula wasn't as great as everyone else seems to think.
I really like Monet.
Van Gogh really likes swirlies.
Rodin (who sculpted The Thinker) was one weird cookie.
People in NYC aren't hostile, as their reputation would indicate. They're just in a rush. They actually try to accommodate each other while making sure that they hustle from one place to another.
I don't really like Times Square, but I'll take it over the Strip anyday.
The blend of languages and cultures is amazing.
I love it when there's a train that goes almost directly to where I'm going because the subway is so fast.
Mormon culture shows up when Mormons (more properly, members of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints) get together, no matter where they are.
I find myself observing more and talking less when I'm in new surroundings. It still wouldn't be fair to call me shy, but I haven't been as overwhelmingly talkative.
I haven't seen much weather yet, but it seems pretty temperate.
Lots of people smoke here.
It seems that no one cooks in midtown – ever. Fortunately, there are ways to order groceries online.
I've been good about getting up in the mornings, but it's boring when everyone you know is still asleep. The jet lag could be a lot worse.
I'm pleasantly surprised by how clean the air is here, despite the prevalence of smokers.
My apartment is really nice. And it has a washer/dryer!
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