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Back on the 7 train. It's 10am and I'm getting ready to go to the last mets game of 2010. It's a sad time but I'm excited for a fresh start next year. It looks like the mets intend on firing their manager and general manager. This is a good move, there needs to be a breath of fresh air.
Last night I just got tea from sunburst espresso and took it back to my room. I was too exhausted to do anything other than sleep. I work up at 4am again but managed to get more rest.
This morning I had coffee in Starbucks to use wifi then here I am.
One thing I've learnt is that I'm a worry wort (well I knew that already) I've developed a case of OCD while here, I'm afraid of bedbugs, getting through a bottle of hand sanatizor a day and convinced myself that I sat on a dirty needle even though I know I didn't. NYC is filthy, exactly like London but I love it so.
As I leave manhattan and enter queens I get the feeling of familiarity and a short-lived pang of sadness. It's where spent last summer, and everything is so beautifully ghetto.
I have a lot to thank last summer and all it's experiences for. I wouldn't be here, sat on a subway going to see my favourite team, if it wasn't for 2009.
I've proven to myself that I can do it on my own and while I prefer to share the joys of New York with others, I still have a great time solo.
Anyway updates of the game on my next train back.
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