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Welcome to New York
Posted on Monday, December 7, 2015 | 0 Comments
When I got back from New York, I called my mom and told her that I had fallen in love with this city. She asked me why I loved it so much and I couldn't come up with a specific answer. Is it alright to fall in love with a place simply because of the way you felt while you were there?

I felt I was part of something big. Something that had influence.
A city with so many faces and culture, and yet one at the same time.

Our first day in the city, we woke up at 4 am to catch the train into town via Grand Central Station in time to get a good view of the Macy's Thanksgiving Parade. It was rough waking up that early, considering we got in at about midnight the night before, but it was worth it. Some pictures from the day:

Grand Central

Central Park

Waiting for the parade to start.


When we got to the parade, we couldn't figure out how to get to the side of the street where we were allowed to stay and watch, so we wandered around for a good twenty minutes before we decided to ask one of the police officers which way we needed to go. Surprisingly, he pulled open one of the barricades and let us walk through an area where my roommates and I were literally the only people without a costume or some sort of identification badge. I'm pretty sure we weren't technically supposed to be there, but we just kept saying to ourselves "act cool. Act normal. But take ALL the pictures!" as we walked past all the huge blimps and costumed people.
Definitely a once in a life time experience!


Toothless is, and always be, my favorite. I just love him so much!






After the parade we walked up to Times Square and ate at Brooklyn Diner. I got a pastrami reuben, because as they say "When in New York", and it was heavenly.




Now that I know it's only three hours away, I think I will be visiting much more in the future.




About
Arkansas native.

Currently based in Boston.

Travelling soul.

"Unexpected travel suggestions are dancing lessons from God." - Kurt Vonnegut Jr.
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