yes, aunt may.
i'm in new york city right now.
new york is like makati multiplied by 100. they said it right that this city is the melting pot of the earth's cultures. thousands walk along the busy streets every minute of the day - and i mean every minute. you can go out at 3:45 in the morning and it's like a party. the shops fight for your attention with colorful graphics that they have outside. for instance, at the forever 21 shop along times square there's a huge screen where you can look at your own reflection a couple of hundred feet away from you. tourists scream when they see themselves in that giant electronic billboard. really, they do. imagine yourself being in the biggest roller coaster ever made and you are about to take the first big drop. that's how they scream when they see themselves in there. they scream like there's no tomorrow.
i wonder why they do that.
tourists. you can identify them with the look of wonder in their faces. one way you can differentiate new yorkers from tourists is that new yorkers ignore stop signs and cross the streets where there are no pedestrian lanes. they never look at anything - or anyone. tourists, on the other hand, are scared to break the rules. of course, they also have cameras in their hands. i ask myself if i look like these people. my friend who invited me over keeps asking me if i am having fun. don't i have that excited look? what he sees is the face of a guy having the time of his life. i am having fun. honest.
then there are people in super hero costumes waiting for anybody to take a photo beside them for some change. michael jackson is alive and kicking in here. see him dancing the moonwalk and take a picture beside him if you have a few extra dollars in your pocket.
vendors scatter the sidewalks selling replica hand bags, screenplays and paintings. if you want to see how new york looks like from the top, then be ready to shell out 25 bucks from any of the city's famous skyscrapers. a lot of people here make good money from visitors. if a street seller can get a dollar from each one of them tourists, he'd be a few hundred thousand dollars richer before the day is over.
as for this tourist, the little extra money that i have will have to go to the amazing musicians in the subway. 'amazing' is an understatement, actually. these artists hoping for some loose change are extremely talented, reality show contestants should hide their heads in shame.
it's noisy in here too. if you are uncomfortable with silence, this is the place for you. when i see movies set in this city, i always thought that most of the noise should come from cars with drivers that are ready to hit their horns when they get upset about anything. but it's actually the humans who make the most noise. i've never heard so many people speak in different languages in a single place at the same time. as for me, as much as i am at home with loud sounds, i like a little quiet time once in a while. st. patrick's cathedral gave that to me.
new yorkers. my friend said they can be rude. they never apologize for anything. i was crossing a busy street one time and an old lady just shook uncontrollably and fell on the floor. she might have been suffering from a stroke. the people were there ready to help. new yorkers are capable of compassion, after all.
more later, fellas.
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