In New York, where dreams are made up!
Our shuttle driver from the airport to our hotel was flat out crazy. He did not wear a seatbelt and also skillfully maneuvered the streets of new york without crushing the compact car literally inches from his vehicle. It was quite the experience.
We ate with my piano teacher at the executive lounge of the Hilton hotel, at 44 stories high. The view is quite frankly more scary than inspiring but its probably because of my slight fear of heights. Now im trying not to sleep while auditing a master class given by the director at Eastmann (really fancy conservatory)..
Im super exhausted because the seats of our airplane were not even close to what I'd deem comfortable so my efforts to sleep were in vain.
New York is smelly. I miss washington. However, with the excellent weatger here the stroll through cebtral park was absolutely gorgeous and i hope to do that again tomorrow after my competition. :)