So it's been a while, I know. Yes, I graduated. I didn't think it was real until I actually walked into Mizzou Area and realized my college years had mere hours until death. I had an amazing last weekend with my friends and parents and started packing up my life in Columbia. I have an internship for the summer in New York City, so I moved out there June 13. I start work on the 16th, so here are some images and thoughts from my first two days walking around and exploring.
I've already made friends with the local grocer, "I give you good specials and meat and fruit, you have hair like me Elsie." I can only hope that Elsie is a daughter or wife and not his dog. There are several cute little grocery stores in my area, expensive and tiny. The isles made me a little claustrophobic and everything is completely packed to the brim. However, the second day, I found my grocery store. Cheap and massive, this was an indoor farmers market very comparable to London. It's across Central park at 78th and Broadway and called Fairway Market. I'll have a trek getting it home, but it will be worth it.
Right away, I noticed the subtle similarities between New York and London.
People are always on the streets and most have been friendly. Everyone has a dog. Fortunately, my clothes and I do not stick out near as much as they did abroad. From what I can tell, my neighborhood is mostly ethnic, with very little English spoken on the streets, but safe and quaint. I haven't found any restaurants or staple eating places, but I have much more to explore.
To put it academically, my places exceeds expectations. It's pretty much a dorm with a workout center and laundry room. If I didn't have MizzouRec to compare it to, I'd say the workout room is exceptionally nice. My room is spacious and I have enough places for the abundance of clothes I brought. I have a roommate, Erika, who is very sweet. Compared to London, it is a palace. Compared to Juniper, it is a closet. The place- which I'm going to call 1760, is going to work out great. Except for the kitchen which in reality is a sink and one, single burner. One. My Iron Chef skills will have to be put on the shelf for a few months while I'm here.
As I was wandering aimlessly through Times Square, I noticed a swarm of people in bleachers under the Coke-Cola sign. When I asked a tough looking security guy what was going on he told me it was the unveiling of the new Volkswagen Jetta. I like cars, so I stuck around for a little while. He let me go into the VIP area because, 'my camera makes me look important.' WIN!
Oh yea, and then Katy Perry performed. Welcome to NYC? New York drivers seem to think honking your horn is as natural as a turn signal. People honk if they're going to change lanes, or if they're even thinking about changing lanes. It's loud- and strange. For my first few days, I stalked where I'm going to work, went to the garment and food district, all through Times Square and Central Park, Columbus Circle, Museum Mile, Hell's Kitchen, Upper West Side, Park Avenue and have eaten more pizza than I care to admit. I feel like I have a lot more to see- my two main goals are Ellis Island and a Yankees game for now. Wish me luck at work tomorrow- Sarah in the City... Out.
Two Bros Pizza- 2 slices and a soda for $2.75. Beat that- I dare you
Central Park on a cloudy day
And last, back by popular demand...GNOME!