I Heart NYC, and You Too

Goodness gracious, I'm giddy at the moment. As many of you know, I tend towards ecstatic silliness at times, particularly later on in the evening, and New York certainly nurtures this tendency. Right now, I'm typing these words from the Apple store by Trump Towers, and am being treated to really great music and loads of extraordinarily pretty NYC boys (skinny pants abound, there are plenty of chunky glasses, and dozens of pairs of hipster-ish shoes). It's rather packed in here since a DJ is in the house tonight, and I'm using a handy dandy MacBook (all the Arwen twins were occupied, Dad). New York is crazy mad goodness, but with this insane fun comes the desire to sleep in and bedtimes around midnight, which is quite bizarre for me. I haven't slept several 8 hour nights in a row in ages, but the continual walking around and sensory overload that we experience apparently necessitates it. New Yorkers are literally the loveliest people in any place I've ever visited. They lack the suspicion of those in London, the aloofness that characterizes the residents of Paris, and the ignorance that I imagined would be inevitable among any large group of Americans. That said, there are some hilariously absurd things that go on in this country, and especially in this city. Nearly every television program here is designed to give viewers some sense of terror and wariness about the world around them, unless it's a show about blind interior decorators who feel vibes to determine how a family should attire their home (I have yet to view this preposterous program, but Nicole and I joke about it frequently; only in America). Darwin the camera is getting quite the workout here, and anyone who is subjected to a slideshow is permitted to yell at me to skip photos at the top of their lungs when required. Muchos muchos muchos gracias to Mom and Dad for all the hassle you went through to get it too me; I pretty much have Darwin tied to my wrist at all times. It's such a gorgeous city, rich with culture, architecture, plant life, bustling crowds of people, diversity, and minute details in each and every square foot of the place. I could take hundreds of thousands of photos every single day, but sadly transferring memory cards onto CDs limits the amount of times I can fill up my oh-so cute 512 MB Secure Digital. I lurve it. Edmonton may seem even less aesthetically pleasing after this jaunt, but I love all you Edmontonians and my digs in McKernan a slight bit too much to remain here forever (but just a slight bit). Courtesy of my grandparents and parents, we got out to see Spamalot, the hysterical and excessively catchy Monty Python and the Holy Grail adaptation and 2005 Tony winner for best musical. It was overwhelmingly grand and fabulous, and I got a souvenir book that I'll have to show you all to see a bit of the magic of Broadway. The art, parks, neighbourhoods, shopping, food, night life, people, music, and subway system here are all superbly splendid, and it's impossible to feel that twelve days isn't close to being enough to take in all the splendour. It'll do though! I miss traveling with you Mom and Dad! I always feel like having you here to share in the discovery of some weirdo sight on the streets, or beautiful art, and I can't wait to bombard you with memories and stories. I miss all you friends too; Nicole more than makes up for my daily dose of silliness, intelligent dialogue, caring concern, equal appreciation of really pretty boys, knowledge of music, and wonderful use of accents and turbans, but it's incredibly odd not seeing all the people I love for an extended period of time. I hope Jess is doing well in Mexico; if you talk to her, tell her the obligatory-but-so-true (that I love and miss her bunches) and that I'm still praying for the last few days of the trip.





















Les Choses We Have Seen

• Empire State Building
• dancing bicycle man
• dangerously packed E-train
• Radio City Music Hall
• Rockefeller Centre
• Apple Store
• Central Park
• really heartrending homeless people (soooo sad; I teared up)
• every high end fashion boutique in the world
• MoMa
• Trump Towers
• Madison Square Gardens
• Grand Central Station
• UN
• Chinatown
• Wall Street
• New York Stock Exchange
• SoHo
• South Port
• Greenwich Village
• Times Square
• PS 1 Centre for Contemporary Art
• The Guggenheim
• Queens
• Astoria
• Trinity Church
• Broadway
• glow in the dark pin/badge man
• bubble machines and bubble men
• zillions of knock off sunglasses
• tourists galore
• Bull Statue
• Saks Fifth Avenue
• Macy's
• lots lots lots lots lots more! so little time!

P.S. Cheer for the Eskimos! Hard! Please

P.P.S. I loooooove you!

P.P.P.S. Only six more days! This is sad. But also good.