NYC here I come...

Pieman wrote recently about being uninspired, and I find myself faced with the same plight as of late. All work and minimal play can make for a boring girl with no fun stories to share.

I have thought about sharing my reflections of drunks and what I have learned from observing them at Taco Tuesdays (and then seem to completely forget once I have a couple of cocktails myself), but perhaps another time...

I have spent my free time today preparing for my trip to NYC next week. It just kind of hit me today that I am going and I don’t really have anything planned. I will be going on this trip by myself. The first three days will be for business, the following three I’ll stay for pleasure, or at least I hope it shall be. So today I sit at my computer trying to figure out what I would like to do, where it is, and when I plan on doing it. (I would gladly take any suggestions.)

I absolutely hate hate hate looking like a tourist and would like to frolic through The City all-knowingly in some Sarah Jessica Parker-esque fashion in my fav Jimmy Chou’s, but this to shall not happen, as I have as of yet to purchase a pair of those shoes and I have no idea about where anything is located, nor how to get from one place to the next.

So here I sit studying maps, ready about attractions, and hope to somehow photographically retain it all- heaven for bid I would have to break out maps while going through the city, even worse a camera. (I lived in France for a year and only took about five rolls of film while there). So I hope to see the best of what the city has to offer, not get mugged, meet fun and exciting people, and be a far more cultured person upon my return... 3 out of 4 isn't bad...

I should be off… more maps to study…