The Big City

Think Beyonce did it justice- its pretty much one big amazing concrete jungle of dreams.  Finally I made the trip to New York- having spent the last 5 weekends meaning to but never quite getting there. Its only a 2hr train trip from New Haven so no excuses really, but glad I saved it for its 30th of Dec madness- the place was completely alive.

Spent a day wandering, seeing where my feet could take me (generally away from the masses of tourists who were here pre-new years). Very fun night out with Rach and friends experiencing what life is like as an under-ager again (I was branded before entering the bar, with  crosses over my hands and wrists just to let everyone know i was still a child). As everyone keeps on reminding me- as a 20 year old I could fight for my country here, but not go home to have a beer afterwards. Crazy.

Got to recover and relax at the wonderful casa de Turkel's, who can totally claim they are Bill Clinton's neighbours (neighbours being a wide geographic distribution). We made awesome brownie, before Rachel and me embarked on the journey back to New Haven where we spent New Years.

There is a huge line of photos sorry, because I can not for the life of me work out how the formatting works for this blog.