Back from glorious vacation rested, re-energized and now faced with a mountain of work that I have very little interest in tackling at the moment.
Trip was delightful. Got to spent a good deal of time with great friend Andy, saw both the largest Pride Parade I've ever seen and spectacular 4th of July fireworks. And don't forget about the Nathan's hot dog eating contest on Coney Island, which was broadcast live on ESPN. It is also a proven appetite suppressant. (Trust me on that one--ew.)
While sightseeing and experiencing were at the top of the list, I did manage to read a New York novel. Unfortunately, it wasn't the Great Gatsby. Nope, it was "The Devil Wears Prada," which I found in my hostel and proceeded to consume voraciously. So my literary diet faltered a bit on my vacation. But it's my vacation, damn it!
Besides, I was plenty arty with my day-long trips to both the Met and MoMA.
"One belongs to New York instantly. One belongs to it as much in five minutes as in five years."
-Thomas Wolfe
PS - this one's for Sean:
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Came for the vacation recap but stayed for the Fifth Avenue Apple Cube. Even at night it still looks so inviting and warm, thanks for including that little tease.
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