How can I seriously sum up the best weekend of my entire life?
There's no way. So you guys have to witness probably the longest blog in the history of blogs. But i PROMISE its worth it (and I promise I'll have pics up ASAP. My computer is actually broken so I'm using dad's old work computer.) And I would've done a daily blog except for the fact that I was NOT paying 15 bucks a day for Internet.
I didn't sleep the night before my flight. The combination of last minute packing and "Oh my god I'm going to NYC" mode in full swing. Many people know I have a terrible fear of heights, and my last flight they doped me up on valium. Landing in LaGuardia is SCARY. You feel like youre about to crash land into water and then BAM theres a runway under you. Its scary as crap. The shuttle ride into the town gave me a crash course in New York traffic. We went down Houston St. First and I saw Katz Delicatessen (I have seen When Harry Met Sally WAY too many times to not recognize it) and the Mercury Lounge. Right then and there I was in love with the city. The hotel was kinda far away from all the touristy stuff, but we were just a subway from 42nd street (which I fell in love with just as much... if not more) It was even cooler getting to share a few of my moments with a good friend that I finally got to see. Even just for a few hours it was fun seeing her!
The city literally is a living thing. It has moods. You're in Times Square and its busy busy busy feeling with an extra burst of adrenaline. Central Park is very peaceful. The financial district has a tense feeling to it, until you move over to Battery Park and then its a peaceful oasis. And the moods change subconsciously. On the shuttle to my hotel, I got this really weird vibe. To be honest, I couldn't have told you where I was. We were in the end of city that WASNT a grid. Either way, I still got this weird vibe... like very uncomfortable. I look over at the next street and see a bunch of cranes and a small tower forming. The blue fencing says "WTCprogress.org." I was at ground zero and didn't even realize it. It was that vibe that perked me into figuring out where I was. I ended up staying not much more than a block away from Ground Zero the entire weekend. Its interesting seeing all the construction... Its oing on 24/7. We will prevail. the 2700+ that lost their lives there may someday have justice.
Going along with the vibes... It wouldn't have been right if I wouldn't have gone to Strawberry Fields while I was in New York. I took a tour and one of the stops was right across the street from the Dakota, where John Lennon was shot. Just TURNING onto the street from Amsterdam (Central Park West was where the bus stopped... which was near where he was shot) I had this uncontrollable feeling of grief. I was only able to take one picture before I was brought to tears. As we got up, there was another lady and her husband standing up to get off as well. She had tears in her eyes too. When I went to Strawberry Fields, I was doing well until I saw the flowers around the Imagine mosaic, and someone had left a framed drawing of John from back in 1964 (which, honestly, is the john I relate to). A guy stood beside me and we both just stared at it. I want to go to Strawberry Fields for both John and George. It would be an emotional hell for me for two weeks, but I'd still like to do it sometime. What was even cooler was as soon as you stepped out of the "quiet zone" (I'm assuming since Strawberry Fields has been made an official area of peace by a ton of countries) you hear people singing John songs and Beatles songs alike. One thing that bugged me was the vendors trying to sell me Jonas Brothers stuff right outside Strawberry Fields. Blasphemy! I wish my "I miss John Lennon" pin wouldn't have fallen off.
Okay to happy Beatles stuff. Considering I keep on getting distracted, I will do a review of Sir Paul's show tomorrow (and try to post pics too) I did more Beatley goodness, and I'm proud to say I only had one freakout Beatlemaniac moment that wasn't contained at citifield. Wednesday night, Paul played on the Marquee of the David Letterman Show at the Ed Sullivan Theatre. This is the same theatre the Beatles Debuted at on Feb 9 1964 in their first performance in the US. So i decided "Hey! lets get some good pizza and eat at the theatre while we're at it." I went to Angelo's Pizza, and didn't realize that the restaurant is UPSTAIRS. We sat at the window that Paul McCartney had to climb out to get to the marquee. (Insert batty fangirl moment here) I took pictures. It was funny. They were on the wall for being at the Ed Sullivan show and it had a little red ink on the photo with "CHEERS" written on it along with his autograph. Then there was a record store called Canopy (I SERIOUSLY recommend it. one of the best places in NYC. Its in Times Square and they ship around the world. All you gotta do is call them up and see if they have something you want) I found a BUNCH of beatles collectibles... from 15 dollars to 950 dollars. Also there was an art exhibit with a guy's art that I fell in love with. I hope one day to own some of his works.
I seriously miss NYC. this has been really hard to write because I miss it so much. I miss the City. I miss Paul. I miss everything. There's nothing to look forward to now... I guess October 8th.
But seriously. How can you top NYC and Paul McCartney?
Easy.
You don't.
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