General wisdom is that time flies when you’re having fun, and I agree with that sentiment, but for some reason, this day was an anomaly. Mind you, I couldn't have asked for a better first day and wouldn’t manipulate the past 14 hours differently if you paid me, and yet this morning at the coffee line feels like five days ago. I think it’s because New York’s pace, true to its form and legend, is a mile a minute, and the fact that I watched two different 3-hour shows today (one on Broadway and one live broadcast from the Beverly Hilton) and still had time for three meals, a museum run-through, exploring Times Square, happy hour, and an outfit change at the hotel plus all walking and subway trips involved, is miraculous to me. I couldn’t fit all those things into a Sacramento day; logistically, it doesn’t add up in my head, and I’m sorry but I don’t make the rules. I definitely couldn’t do it in LA, but the traffic speaks for itself. So here I am writing this post before I go to sleep, and although the day allowed for maximum cramming of plans, the night will surely be over the second my head hits the pillow, and I will find myself at the head of the coffee line in the morning yet again.
It’s fucking cold in New York. The wind is 20 degrees colder than the actual air, and you don’t need to fact check me on that because it’s called a gut feeling and I’m sticking to it. I’m not usually a complainer, but I can get a little vocal about the weather if I’ve done my damndest to layer accordingly. I wore my puffiest jacket today, and I was still freezing to the point where emitting a few small shrieks every now and then felt justifiable and even slightly righteous, and this was our best forecast for the entire week. So I worry. Today was a fantastic beginning to this trip, and there were many highlights. To name just a few:
Honorable mention for my day 1 highlights was getting to know everyone a little better as we all began to take on the city in our own ways, but together. My favorite thing about studying abroad was the way the right group of people helped make every weekend trip into an actual adventure, and today felt beautifully reminiscent of that. I think that's probably the biggest reason that breakfast feels so long ago despite every exciting turn; the fact that this morning there were a few people I'd never met before, the same whom at the end of the day I've now seen cry at the theater and sipped cocktails with by candlelight. There is so much in store.
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