Secondly, I love this city. Trying to fit everything that has happened in the last couple months and into one blog post seems a little bit overwhelming,
so I'm going to make this as short as possible.
I've been dancing here

(yes those are gold skulls on the wall)
and here

(yes those are x-rays on the walls--apparently bones are in?) and many other places and they have all been crazy. I've been a little surprised at the amount of virtually unmixed top 40 I've heard and how ridiculous the line out front can be, but I still love it. I have to yet to find my "go to" place that always has great music and a great crowd like the W Lounge or had an experience that has blown my mind quite like Rain in Las Vegas, but you better believe I'm not going to stop looking. (Not that I'm complaining at all, I'm mostly just looking for an excuse to go out as much as I can)
I've seen ridiculous amounts of talent (bizarre and otherwise), not at shows or on stage, but on the streets and I'm actually not sure how I feel about it. Yes, I definitely enjoy sitting in beautiful Central Park listening to a guy play an amazing concerto on his violin, but I'm afraid that the fact that he's playing under a bridge means that he hasn't made it big, which I find kinda depressing; he obviously had a lot of talent, so what else exactly is he lacking? One of the more bizarre talents was this guy who moved in ways no one ever should (yes, he fits in the box; sure I could have timed my picture for two seconds later, but I thought this way was much more suspenseful.)


Danny and Durr came to visit! It make me miss home a lot! We did everything you could possibly do in 3 days, including mixing up the Chrysler and Empire State Buildings, walking the Brooklyn Bridge, visiting ground zero, battery park, and walking everywhere in between. Durr even braved some of the street food...I'm not sure he'll be doing that again anytime soon.



We also went to Cut Copy and it was AMAZING, definitely one of my favorite shows ever. The venue was amazing, the crowd was excited, the company was perfect, and the band played spot on.
But as much as I've loved the limo rides, penthouses, drivers, rooftop parties, and legit Italian restaurants, sometimes I still miss home. I definitely miss friends and family but I'm feeling especially bummed that I have yet to meet this girl. Meet my niece Tessa....I'm in love.

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Miss you! You need to post more so I can see what your up to in the big apple!
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