Overwhelmed we are.
Right now we’re sat on the Q train headed back to manhatton.
Yesterday we woke up and wandered off to the Bronx to have some food. The Bronx is considered the least safe area of new York. We went to find the real little Italy. It took us time, getting lost but we found a sweet Italian restaurant. So the pizza wasn’t up to our expectations, the guy who ran the place was a great character and singer to boot, i’d say he made my day, shame about the pizza, but the risotto balls were the beat tasting thing I’ve had in this country.
After, we wandered back to time square to find some broadway tickets. The price for hair, musical, was to high so we went to tkts where we got tickets to Burn the floor.
Well off we walked to the Empire State building. It’s a wise move to go there after dark, when it’s bloody cold, because we only queued for 5 minutes. Go us. It’s awesome to see manhatton and the surrounding area by night, but bloody hell, how much electricity it must take to light this place up.
Alan and I headed to broadway again to see out show. We were the youngest guys in there to see it, and it’s certainly not usual for 2 straight guys to go and see a dance, but what the hell, it’s entertaining and amazing and mezmorizing, and the girls are beautiful. If say it was worth the cost. I already had a desire to learn to dance, but this just hightens it. One day, one day.
Afterwards we spent way too long walking around in the rain downtown, in the wrong direction, getting WET. Well, we hooked up with omri and itmar in a bar, where there were too many loud and pretention new yorkers. On to the next bar, too lazy to chat up girls, we chatted to some geeks, and headed to another bar with them. We were treated to a horrible coffee liquor and I spent too much of my time arguing with a pig headed Jewish guy about democracy and war. The highlight after getting lost on the way home was chatting to a guy on the subway. If he’s sucessful he’ll be a super famour millionaire, good luck, bit he deinately has it going for him.
Today it has been grey, grey, and rainy, it makes me feel like we’re in England. Alan and I skipped out on a rainy day at six flags and wandered around Harlem. I’m pretty upset that we didn’t find any ghetto, though I got some stares in on place.
Brunch involved organic wraps, so there was us two White guys hanging about in Harlem outside the organic veg place, super gangster.
We headed down to the water front to be shouted at by a policeman for walking where we shouldn’t, and a policewoman had told to walk there for safety. So we crossed the Brooklyn bridge, some nice rainy photos were taken, and I tried to invade as many photos being taken by other people.
We’ve changed train, but there doesn’t seem to be another train coming, hmmm, maybe we’ve buggered up. I hear thunder.
Well we’re trying to get back from coney island. We went there to ride the rollercoaster, see Brighton beach and whatever else. The amusments are closed down and it was real grey. It’s like a land a million miles from new York, lost in time. We had a bad beer in a crazy rockabilly bar, felt like we were tripping out, intrigued about this strange world, we left before we became a part of it.
So now we sit in this rainy station, are we going anywhere?

I’m on the subway going back to I it Harlem? Wherever we’re staying.
We’ve just been at Madison square garden to watch the rangers play the devils, ice hockey. Well the rangers lost which sucks, but it was pretty fun. It’s a crazy sport, and five minutes in, we were entertained by a fight. The beers were so overpriced at $8.25, but it’s all part of the experience.
The ticket touts also fun, playing these big black men of each other, trying to get the best price without erring screwed over, eg fake tickets.
So D.C. was cool, we were treated by our host to a night time tour of the monuments, while all lot up and not too touristy. Strangest of all was the memorial for the second world war, which is a beautiful monument, more of a celebration than we Europeans are accustomed to, which goes to show the American mentality to war, especially WWII.
Well going out in Washington was dull, but it’s a pretty town.
So yesterday we went to Princeton, super lush, lots of mansions, über posh, and great with the beautiful autumn colour trees. What to say but we partied, got drunk, played pool, danced, sang kareoke, have some terrible photos, chatted about stuff, and cut harry’s hair. Alan managed to get messy, much to the amusement of harry and jack’s dad.
I had to drive into new York, alan being to drunk still this morning, we got lost, and the gps couldn’t even handle navigating manhatton.
This place is crazy and full of so many different people, it’s like being at home.