Disclaimer: I posted every single one of my pictures from New York. There are a lot. I also wrote half-ass captions. But, if you want, here they are to enjoy in their entirety.
When I left for New York, it had been a long week at school. I really needed the vacation.
After a night out on the town (after a 16-hour train ride), Chloe and I awoke in the morning to see David Berry waiting for us at the front desk. We went out for a long walk in Central Park.
West Side! (West Side Central Park).
Dave and Sean John in Times Square.
Adam (from Tennessee) telling Chloe, "You are the most beautiful girl in the world." However, when we made Adam play Scrabble with us, and Chloe played GOOP, he insisted it wasn't a word, and told her she couldn't make up words, even if she is "so darn cute." Adam also told me I was the second most prettiest girl in the whole world.
David was the third.
Tony was an employee at the hostel, originally from Egypt.
Adam, Chloe and I, on the subway on the way to Brooklyn.
Chloe and I.
Luca and I. (Luca is from Italy and doing an internship in New York right now).
Luca, myself and Tyler. (Tyler is from Massachussetts, and started working at the hostel while we were staying there. He shared a room with us, and wore his shoes to bed. Chloe offered him consolation cookies in the morning.)
We Are Wolves.
Lorenzo (also from Italy, he is a student in New York and plans on living with Luca) and Chloe.
A new friend Chloe and I made on the subway.
This was our favourite subway station.
Chloe conned me out of bed early Sunday morning with promises of coffee and Scrabble.
Later in the day, we went for a long walk through Central Park.
Then we hopped on the subway and went down to the Pier.
Dave was waiting for us at the hostel when we got back. Even though we were exhausted, we decided to go out for President's Day. (Edit: Chloe wants me to clarify that President's Day was on Monday. Regardless, we went on Sunday night because the next day was a holiday). Mainly because the pub up the street was named "Ding Dong."
And we weren't going to pass up the opportunity to say we went to a place called Ding Dong.
Tony came out with us too.
The thing about peeing is that it can get really boring. (I'm trying to justify taking pictures of myself while urinating.)
We decided to start the week with cupcakes at the famous Magnolia Bakery. (As featured in the SNL "Narnia Rap" skit).
Waiting in line was worth it.
Dave prepares to take the first bite.
They were delicious.
Waiting for the Staten Island Ferry. Chloe couldn't handle any more cupcakes.
We spent the night hanging out at the hostel.
In the afternoon, we stood in line to get Broadway tickets.
Then we went for Italian food, bummed around Greenwich, and went out for coffee.
Times Square at night.
The Producers was hysterical.
These signs are all over New York. Apparently they have a choking problem there.
Even though Luca had to worked the next morning, we convinced him to come out with us.
John (who is from Vancouver, but currently lives in Toronto) and Chloe.
The United Nations.
We're tourists. Can you tell?
Emily (from Toronto, another Ryerson student, who I stood in line for at a bar once and randomly recognized...check out my January entries and see if you can spot Emily), Chloe and Zach (from Australia, who stopped in New York on his way to South America).
Walking across the Brooklyn Bridge.
That night we practiced the fine art of subway surfing.
After dinner, we went to CBGBs.
Dave, Emily, Chloe, Meagan (another Australian who was headed to Ohio for an internship), and Zach.
It was definitely one of those nights.
We ended up at this bar that used to a strip club. It was called Happy Endings.
Dave and Emily.
Chloe and I high-fiving one another after we successfully busted into the basement and started doing shots of tequila. It was one of those nights.
On my last night in New York, I decided to stay up all night, instead of getting up at 5 am to catch my train. Meagan, Zach and Chloe kept me company and we went back down to Greenwich. Chloe and I have an affinity for gnomes these days.
The Aussies insisted that we go to New York's token Aussie pub.
Meagan, Chloe and I.
I slept the whole way home.