Yesterday I took a double-decker bus tour around Uptown and Midtown. I learned a lot. It was great fun. Did you know there is only one privately owned home left on 5th Ave? It belongs to some Wall Street bagillionare dude. It is right across from Central Park, and GORGEOUS!!! Apartments over there sell for tens to hundreds of millions of dollars. It's a great part of town. Lots of celebs.
Anyway, today was our big trip to the Met. For those of you unfamiliar, that's the Metropolitan Museum of Art. So, we gathered downstairs at the stated meeting place at the stated time, ready to go, and waited for it to begin. While I was waiting, a girl and I were talking. She lives on my floor, and we we were briefly introduced at our floor meeting the other night. As we were talking, the guy coordinating the trip announced its beginning and that we were heading to MoMA. (It's pronounced Moe-Muh and is the Metropolitan Museum of Modern Art.) What? I thought we were going to the Met. Since there was a general grumbling of a few of us near me, we decided to break away from the group and head to the Met anyway.
So there we were, 4 guys, 3 girls headed through the city to the Met. It turns out, one of the guys in our little gang had sat in front of me on the bus tour yesterday. Neat! Small world (HA!).
When we finally got there through the train debacle (the train failed to mention it wouldn't stop at our stop so we had to catch another train to our stop and then a bus to the museum), we decided to tour around. (Museums are always more fun when they're free, and all the NYC ones are for us! YAY! At least there's some good coming from this heinous tuition.) Alex, one of the guys in our group, has lived here 5 years in the City, so he kind of acted as our guide. It was a lot of fun.
It was great to spend the day meeting some new people, in a small crowd so we could actually talk and get to know one another. I feel like I've made some connections and maybe even some friendships! Yay!
After coming back from the museum Tamomi and I went out to dinner. Everyone else headed home to get to work or had other plans. We had a fun dinner down the street at a great little Italian place, and now I have some yummy Carbonara leftovers. Yummmmm.
So, even though the programs ended up being quite messed up (the bus tour was over an hour late and the museum was the wrong one), it was a fun time.
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