Me in NYC

I had a couple of stopovers in New York City last week and I found it to be . . . interesting. It was loud. It was crowded. Parts of it smelled bad. It was old and it was new. It was trashy and it was flashy.


It was big.


It was vulgar.

It was interesting.

I expected people there to be rude and wasn't entirely disappointed. At one place I ordered a sandwich and a beer. The woman working the counter told me she needed to see my ID. I reached for it and she snapped "Cash only!" Well duh. She realized that I was showing her my ID while handing her cash and looked a little chagrined, but no less rude.

On the other hand the lady at the Nathan's Hot Dogs stand was very nice and wished me a good trip. That, and the hot dog was very good. And I met a guy on the train who was all right, despite being a Yankees fan. He pointed out some of the sights and regaled me with dirty jokes. Good guy.

So then, what about New York? There's probably a whole lot of it yet to see. Perhaps I'll drop in again someday when I have more time to look around.