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Lessons learned in NYC

Pat and I made it back from our awesome long weekend in NYC. It was Pat's first time in the big apple and although I have been there a handful of times, it was my first time there as an adult and on my own. So it was a new, exciting experience for both of us. And I learned quite a few things while I was there.

1. Comfort MUST trump fashion. I don't care how stupid your tennis shoes might look with your cute outfit, you will regret it if you spend the first night of your trip walking all around Manhattan in flip flops - even if they are your "most comfortable pair of flip flops." Trust me on this one.

2. The biggest giveaway that you're not a "local," besides carrying around cameras, binoculars, city maps and wearing I heart NYC clothes, is actually paying attention to traffic signals when crossing streets.

3. Pay attention to the traffic signals when crossing the streets. Don't follow the "locals" as they walk into the traffic. It's much safer to just wait for the light to change.

4. To quote my favorite movie, Elf; "The yellow ones don't stop." Beware of those crazy cab drivers. It doesn't matter if you have the walk symbol or not, they don't stop.

5. Riding in a taxi is a terrifying experience and not recommended on a full stomach. I do highly recommend it, however, if you need a reminder about how precious life really is.

6. NEVER, under any circumstances use the public restrooms in Central Park. Trust me when I say you are better off peeing your pants or buying something at a local store or restaurant just to be able to use their restroom. The experience is absolutely horrifying and something I don't wish on my worst enemy. Well, maybe my worst enemy, but no one else.

7. Don't travel to a big city to watch a Cleveland sports team. Even if that Cleveland sports team happens to be the best in the league at the time, you can watch them for much cheaper in Cleveland and experience a lot less humiliation when they lose 9-1 and you have to walk around the rest of the day in their city, wearing your Cleveland hat and t-shirt.

8. Eat whatever you want. I've never walked so much in my life!

9. In the "city that never sleeps," I was asleep every night around 10 PM. I've never walked so much in my life!

10. The train system is confusing. I can figure out colors and correspond directions based on the final destination of the train but when you mix in colors, numbers and letters...you've lost me. 





It's an amazing city, we had a fabulous time and I can't wait to go back!!!

Comments

Elaine said…
sounds fun! I'm discovering so many of the same things in Rome, it's funny! especially agree with the walking, eating doesn't matter and I am so glad I brought shoes other than flip flops
Holly said…
Looks like you had fun! I love your "lessons" hahahaha!

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