Just a Small Town Girl
It's going to take more than one short post to describe my visit to New York, and some of it will have to wait a few months, but it's been pretty wonderful.
My cursor has actually been stuck at the end of that "wonderful" for the last 20 minutes, while I've tried to figure out which moment of the past five days I can grab and hoist myself to the next paragraph. It's all too much to contemplate before coffee.
Oh thank God, the coffee just came. Okay, here's a very quick slide show:
New Yorkers, past and present, are some of the kindest, most charming, sweetest, wittiest, loveliest people I've ever had the pleasure to hang with. They don't even laugh at you when you get stuck in revolving doors. And elevators. And turnstiles. And jump in taxis that already have someone in them. Not in a mean way, they don't.
They don't roll their eyes when you check emails and blog comments on your blackberry, and sigh, "Y'all, I have the NICEST readers."
I think their eyebrows do go up just a little bit when you are talking on your blackberry in a high-concept, trendy hotel restaurant with disco music pulsing in from the phosphorescent lit bar, reminding your kids to "say your bedtime prayers!"
But those people are maybe not from here.
I love NY.
But I miss my boys, big and little, and my brain is approaching sensory meltdown. I'm ready to come home.
One more day.
Labels: streaking the quad, the writing life
4 Comments:
Glad you had so much fun. But it is probably good you are getting out of there before you get as jaded and cynical as those who stayed in NYC for too long.
Getting stuck in revolving doors? Sounds like fun.I'm so glad that the two of you were able to hook up in the Big Apple (Big Cupcake?). Can't wait to here Auntie M's reflections on the trip.
I hope your last day is the sweetest. What a beautiful picture of you.
I read about people going to NY and I get so jealous... we moved from there about 5 years ago and I miss it so!
I live in a place that makes New Yorkers look down right pleasant.
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