How the other half lives
Sorry for the corny title. After staying in Pennsylvania for awhile, now I'm in NY (the state, not the city).
So my friend (and his dad) have left for Israel -- my friend to join the army after finishing his degree and his father to visit his family. So, I moved three states up north and now I'm in NY staying with family relatives (my grandpa's cousin, to be exact).
Getting there wasn't as difficult as I had initially feared (what can I do? New situations can make me a bit nervous...). There was a train from the airport [I took a ride with my friend]. I actually road an AirTrain [which is a fully automated train that took me from the airport itself to the train station] to get to the station and from them an almost direct train to Penn Station in NYC.
There my relatives pick me up and took me on a sight-seeing tour through the city. (Not before almost getting killed by a passing bus. Not to self: New York? Look left and right again and again before crossing the street, no matter how engross you are in a conversation). So I saw the Empire State building, Ground Zero [I kind of expected something more except for a hole in the ground] and then we went to a pier where they had street show (I saw a man entering a small box and some break-dancing). Then we ate dinner at a
Japanese Italian restaurant. Being a vegetarian
in a restaurant that serves mostly meet is tough. In the end, I suspected every innocuous mushroom to be fish. At least the salad was good.
Now I'm stating with my relatives in their
humongous house. I'm constantly being taken and shown around. This place looks good. Tomorrow I'm going to NYC for the day.
On a different note [the going to school here front]: I was told that I should consider being an Hebrew teacher here. Hmm....
Oh, before I forget [mostly note to myself because this site has some cool music that I like], if you are interested in music, go to
freeindie.com a cool site where you can fin the new indie music. I'm listening now to Bright Eyes. He has some cool stuff.