New York New York

I’ve alluded to my trip to New York City a few times in the blog but since I went there in late October, prior to starting this blog in earnest, I have not really told about my experience. To start with it was an impulsive trip. The offer was made and I said yes because I felt that I would never get a chance to go there on my own and this particular offer was with a group of women all bent on shopping til they dropped. Sounded like fun.

It was much more than what I expected. For one thing I was surprised at how safe I felt in Manhattan even on the subway. I was surprised at how clean it was. The weather was perfect autumn, sunny, warm, no wind. So unlike Alberta weather. There was colour everywhere, the trees, the buildings, the shop windows. And people in New York were so friendly. That was the biggest surprise of all. I had this stereotype picture of the obnoxious American, particularly New Yorker, in my mind and what I actually met with something quite different. I loved it. Loved it.

The shopping was terrific. I got so many beautiful clothes for great prices. It helped to have a stylist with me who really knew her business. She got me into some fantastic clothes and 6 months later I am still getting tons of compliments from my coworkers on my changed look. Kelli, you rock girl.

The food was expensive but delicious and the service in the restaurants was really great. I loved buying hot peanuts on the street, so New York. I loved walking around Time Squares at midnight and everything was still hopping. The lights were still bright and people were laughing and moving about and just plain old having a good time.

And New York’s finest, nice men. I’ve always liked and trusted policemen. The policemen were really sweet and willing to pose for Ginny which again surprised me.

When we were on the subway people were willing to answer our questions and help us find our way around. I never once felt threatened or unsafe. Even when we got out of the subway and were obviously lost in the middle of the night I didn’t feel nervous. It helped, of course, that we were 6 women together but no one came up to us or hustled us in any way.

Altogether it was a wonderful experience and believe me, I would go back to New York.

But next trip will be San Francisco!