To be in New York is such a joyful experience that no word can describe. It may be cold, snowy, windy or rainy, I just don’t seem to notice. I am simply filled with excitement and happiness. No other city does this to me. Or maybe should I say that each city does something different to me.
I thought this trip would be a wild and sexy one, but it turned out to be quite the opposite. I hardly go out if it is not for a meal with friends. A frantic and tentative stumble that was stopped midway.