* The Food. *
Every kind you can think of. Paninis in a 100 varieties? Yes please. Italian desserts with crusts that are light as a feather? Yes please. Italian made by real Italians? Heaven.
*The many parts being one. *
I love that you can stand on a street corner of Chinatown and know that when you cross the street you will be in Little Italy. You can jump on the subway on Wall Street and get off in Queens. And those are distinctly different. But every person that lives in every one of those neighborhoods is a New Yorker, no matter the differences.
*The architecture. *
Lets face it for the USA it's got more than its fair share for a city.
*The "Famous". *
I love that there are places and statues and fountains and streets you have seen in movies and watched on your tv.
*The passion.*
This is the 9/11 Memorial. It is breathtaking and heartbreaking in one giant moment. Seeing those names...so so many names...brought tears to my eyes. It was like standing on hallowed ground...so many Americans were broken there, both physically and emotionally, and yet instead of ashes laid a monument to this countries greatness, resilience, and strength. There are no words to truly explain it.
*The people. *
They are everywhere, literally just everywhere. Jam packed at stoplights, crowded in traffic, waiting in long lines, meandering in stores. They are bankers and investment analysts, artists and musicians and vendors and chefs and moms and dads and college students. They are loud and they are bold and they will push your right off the curb. They wear wierd things and they play odd instruments in odd places. And they are absolutely awesome.
*The clothes.*
I hate being cold but I so love cold weather clothes. Cute jackets? Check! Scarves? Check. Boots? Check, check, check. Love it!
So I had a great time. Can't wait to go back...or somewhere else :-)
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