the subway smells like an armpit (part 2)

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Sep 4

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i hope everyone here in the u.s. had a wonderful labor day weekend, and ate lots of grilled things and got too much sun. to liven up your tuesday back to the real world, here's part 2 of my nyc jaunt. good news: there are way less words and pictures in this one! i can hear your sighs of relief from here.on tuesday morning, i grabbed a street bagel (pronounced baay-gull, hannah) for the road and had a lovely coffee date with ms. sarah, catching up on all things minnesota and life in general. if that wasn't a ray of sunshine to start my day, i tell you what! after that, i popped into grand central and the city library to say hi while i was in the neighborhood and took a couple of photographs. here, i'll show them to you!

library

lego lion!

grand central station

after all of the walking, i decided i needed to test out the subway system, because what is a trip to new york without riding the subway? i've also got a thing for public transit that works like it should, as opposed to what we've got going on here in msp (but that's a discussion for another time, which you better believe we will have someday). and i have to say, the nyc subway is really nice. very easy to use. my one issue is that it feels exactly like stepping from fresh air into the armpit of someone who just ran a few miles. then they tuck you in nice and snug and you ride along for a little while until they let you out into the air again. that's a pretty accurate description i think.i explored greenwich village for a bit and stopped at an old place called cafe reggio for an iced coffee and a nutella croissant, oh heavens above was that delicious. then i decided to walk through washington square park to get to 5th ave, because i wanted to see the flatiron building. at about 20th and 5th, kevin bacon brushed my shoulder. i was so irrationally excited by this! you have to know that i never see anyone remotely famous. if someone well-known is around, i will be the only one to miss them. always and forever. and then i go bump up against kevin bacon in the street. i love new york. obviously, i didn't take a picture, i'm way cooler than that (plus there was totally no way to get my camera out in time). so i took a picture of the flatiron. you're so welcome.new york is one of those places that i've decided i could go back to again and again. i totally get it now. anything you are in the mood for, and everything you could need is there. and if, like me, you could spend your whole life walking around, thinking deep (and shallow) thoughts, and people watching, it's kind of a perfect place to be.and you guys? the other thing that sticks with me the most is that i ate so. many. carbs. the refined sugar that is still working its way through my body is proof of just how many i ate. show me some veggies, because something about sour candy and bakeries just really makes me lose my mind and basic knowledge of healthy eating habits. i bought and ate a HALF POUND of candy from fao schweetz (typing that out makes me sad inside) and that cupcake and that bagel tuesday morning and a nutella croissant for lunch (typing that out makes me happy inside). the only protein i can think of is from my shrimp quesadilla with hannah and the hot dog from the street vendor. there were no vegetables, unless you count the avocados in the guacamole. at least i walked one million blocks to make up for it. p.s. i found eloise at the plaza.