Ponderings Before NYC

Every time I go into NYC I always get rushed with different feelings.

I am from a small town in Eastern Ct. Most of the people living there are Boston fans (like myself). My house was set back in the wood where you could only see the neighbor's house during the winter and all the leaves are gone, even then it was difficult to see.

I have not traveled all that far (see A Friend's Travels). Basically there is no reason for me to like New York City, but I do. I love the city, I love the city because when you say "the city" people know where you are talking about.

After high school all my friends split into different areas, and my good buddy Dave moved to the city for school also at the time I was dating a girl who moved to the city for school. The girl and I decided we should end our relationship before college, about a month after the start of school I started my trips to the city.

I was at school at UConn, and there is only one way to get from UConn to NYC if you do not have a car on campus, the bus. The God forsaken bus. 6 hours to get into the city, if there isn't any problems with traffic (there is always problems with traffic). I used to plan a day around catching the bus and sitting with screaming children and stinking seats to get into the city. I got a lot of classwork done then and to remind you how long ago that was I had a CD player with me and a HUGE folder of CDs to keep me occupied. I could tell you every song that reminds me of that time, that trip, and that girl. (side note)

I did this for the rest of my freshman year and into the early part of my softmore year. Early into softmore year the girl and i broke up but i continued to go down because my buddy Dave was in Manhattan and I liked being there. I used to fill up a water bottle of mixed drink and ride the bus.

The summer of softmore year I moved into the city. This was one of the best summers of my life, working for a production company as a PA and just running around the city doing crazy junk for comercials and music videos, oh yeah and drinking forties from my friends from MT deli.

After that experience I knew that I would have to be in the city as much as i can. I learned quicker routes and trains and now i even based my decision on where i was living on how close to the train station I would be (very close).

I know every trip to NYC is a fun one, and sometimes I go down and hang out with dave without even trying to go out. The trip down starts with some drinks on the train and then we start it off.

I am on my way down right now...

Pics to come