Impressions of New York
I just returned from a quick 4-day trip to New York City. This was my first visit.
I’ve been wanting to go for years, but the trip kept getting put on the backburner in favor of more important (weddings, holidays with family) or closer (a weekend in Vancouver) adventures.
From the second we entered Manhattan, I was in love with the vibe and rhythm of the place. Everything was buzzing, and the buildings were old monstrosities that loomed high above you. I wanted to set out on foot and explore every corner, but also had to be mindful of my pregnant wife in tow. Ellen is 28 weeks along and not moving the way she used to…
I felt like the city had a paradoxical nature. For example, it’s big and fast and populous, yet it’s all on this relatively small island. (Most) people are gruff and unfriendly, yet we encountered endearing locals in the subway, one of the most crammed, hectic parts of the city. Each time we boarded a train, someone immediately got up to give Ellen his or her seat. Also, it’s one of the most expensive cities in the world, yet you can go to the corner or a tiny restaurant and eat some delicious grub for just a few dollars.
I felt like we were always on the move, checking something out, yet I felt like we barely scratched the surface. But this didn’t disappoint me, because I know each time I come back I will inevitably find something new and different about the place. As I went through the pictures from my trip, I already started to plan my next trip.
