If you can make it here...you'll make it anywhere!!!
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Calling on my godsister who was a few miles away from where I was staying in Jersey, I got a Sunday to tour around with her in where else but New York!
Boy was I excited to take the bus by myself to Port Authority and meet up with her at Delifrance.
What I liked about this city was the fact that people couldn't care less what you do and how you look. You had an interesting mix of skin colours. You had Indians busy selling their streetwares, office people walking briskly in their office attire, tourists lugging around their trolleys while crossing the street, and teenagers making out in the sidewalk. Everything was so terribly normal, you could be as oblivious as you want to be.
I did have to be always careful of my belongings as in any city and had to be quick in walking in the subway unless I want to be run over by the throng of commuters.
We started off by checking out the famous Wall strip area and had lunch at a very american resto, TGIF!!! We had a blast in getting the Naked Cowboys picture (who is technically considered a beggar as I've heard he stands in that outfit whatever the season!)
After which she treated me to a cruise around the city where I finally saw Liberty up close! Saw the Battery strip and the magnificent buildings lining the river. We then had a bit of a walk around the city to view other famous structures like the Lincoln building and the Central Park.
I got sentimental in seeing the remains of the Twin towers, then having a sketch in front of the future plans for the land.
My bubble was burst in seeing that the Grand Central Station looked like a normal train station to me.
We ended up in one of the residential areas of the city where we opted to have dinner at Subway. It was so exhilarating to finally see everything up close and I would forever be grateful to my godsister for that lovely day. This was the trip though that made me realize how overrated and overexposed the city was in media for I didn't find anything spectacularly different.
My ride home ended with an interesting correspondence with an Italian chef that fizzled out before I left the country.