27 August, 2006 | Leave a Comment
I took the train up to NYC this afternoon. Anglofille’s 2006 reunion tour has now moved [temporarily] up the eastern seaboard. My friend “S” flew in from Pittsburgh to meet me here for a few days of fun. She has a knack for searching travel websites and we’re staying in rather swank accommodations for a very reasonable price.
After a few days in tranquil southern New Jersey, I walked out of Penn Station and New York just hit me. It’s so overwhelming. And it’s raining, which is never fun in New York. As I walked up Seventh Avenue to our hotel in Times Square, all I could hear was the chant: “Umbrellas, $3…Umbrellas, $3…”
I stopped at a bagel cafe, hoping to wait out the rain.
Bagel guy: We only have cinnamon raisin or salt bagels left.
Me: Uh, okay.
Bagel guy: SO?! (throws hands up in air) WHADDYA WANT?
Ah, New York. Am I glad to be back? It’s too soon to tell.
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I don’t consider myself as living in southern NJ- central NJ is more like it.
Glad you made it to the city safe and sound!
BTW: Which bagel did you opt for?
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Cinnamon and raisin
