I spent last weekend in New York, with my awesome friend, Emerald. Here’s a long list of things for me to remember this:

• up at an ungodly hour
• werewolves outside the train station
• cafeteria + asia = fantastically clever name + plain pad thai
• post-its = e-mails
• seeing the statue of liberty from the ferry
• super wind
• being on the wrong side of the ferry on the way back
• whining for cookies and coffee
• chocolate cake, as the quintessence of exquisiteness
• Where is Maddox’s school?
• the Met for 25 cents
• mean lady taking a picture at the Egyptian temple
• crocodile
• this Egyptian squiggle is longer than that squiggle
• American Art is horrible and imperialist, apparently
• Washington crossing the Delaware kicks ass
• biting my tongue upon seeing a zombie jesus
• one-armed Mars(?), with a shitty interpretation
• puppy store. aww.
• Italian dinner, constant soft rock in the background
• Can I get a second water, please?
• waiting ridiculously long for subway trains to come
• hostel towels are grody
• wandering Times Square and not getting lost
• a buck for tea isn’t objectively that good a deal
• I’m standing outside your building, sipping tea
• puppy store again
• sitting on a park bench in Central Park, eating lunch, watching the little boats in the water
• the guy making balloon animals, next to us, with the constant stream of little children
• old guy playing sax and then accordion
• strolling through Central Park
• watching the people dance, after the cancer walk
• Someday, I’ll take six months to play Latin jazz
• a wonderful, striking image: so many picturesque trees, full trees, lining a path — unable to be caught on camera
• feeling the most relaxed I’ve been in sooo long
• did we really walk that far? feet starting to hurt
• Apple Store, those new iPod nanos with video are damn sexy, better than I expected
• very confusing elevator
• No Cinnabon, what?
• No cookie sundae, what?
• Top of the Rock
• breath-taking views
• Target Breezeway
• Central Park on one side, Empire State Building on the other
• Naked boys. Singing!
• Is that… Joan Rivers
• asian food, panang curry… mmm… didn’t taste the hint of Latin cuisine, though
• rushing back — geeze, we did a lot of standing and walking
• a group of kids outside the train station flashing their matching vampire teeth as I walk by… I smile
• Amtrak back, drifting in and out of sleep

That’s a lot of stuff, but I still probably forgot to write down a bunch.

My favorite weekend since river rafting, I think. All thanks to my gracious host in the city. Now I’m broke, haha.