The end is here
Wow, this is all so surreal. This is it. This is the end. I didn’t really know what it would feel like because I tried not to think about it. It just seemed so far away that it was a waste of time and emotions. I’ve had so many great experiences here and I’m SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO glad I came. Thanks to those of you who were so supportive of me attending this program.
This morning Holly and I got up early and headed down to Canal Street, known in the city for its knock off vendors and souvenir shops. Holly wanted to get some purses so we went down there to see what they had. I’m not in to that, but we went to one of the shops that had a huge variety and even some air conditioning. Impressive, considering the condition of living down there. I picked up most of the souvenirs I needed and then we headed back to the I-House where Holly was supposed to meet the airport shuttle at 12:30pm. They showed up at 1:15pm. I dropped her off and then headed to get ready to head downtown to PRSA headquarters. I went to say goodbye to Brent, Jeneen and Sarah. It’s been great seeing them often and being so close to them with all the things going on with Conference these last 2 months. I took a picture with them and then when I went to say goodbye, Brent said “Alright, well, we’ll see you in November.” What?! It caught me off guard. I’ve seen them every other month since I first met them at the very beginning of February. Now they expect me to go without seeing them for 5 months?? That was weird.
I left there and headed up to 34th street to pick up something for myself and then headed to Times Square where I met up with Laurel. She was waiting for her parents who were flying in at 4:30pm. We looked around at some more gifts and stores before she headed off to meet them. I waited for Meridth, Brittany and Lyndsey at 50th and Broadway for about an hour and a half before we went to dinner. It was nice, just sitting there and reading my Ensign, until people kept sitting next to me or standing in front of me and smoking. It was gross so I left and walked around. They met up with me and we went to Bombay Express for some great Indian food. Afterwards we headed to Café Lalo on 83rd and Amsterdam. Many of you will recognize it from the pictures: it’s the place that Tom Hanks first discovered that Meg Ryan was his internet chat buddy in You’ve Got Mail. The place was nothing like it was in the movies, except for the outside really was as pretty as the movie shows. But the inside was very stuffy and gaudy. It was a lot like Serendipity. I got a dessert from there because I had heard they were they best. It was great, but I’ll admit I was pretty annoyed when they told me they were a cash only establishment. HELLO PEOPLE! It’s the 21st century and you live in the city of the world and you don’t take cards??? It still baffles me when I find places like that, and let me tell you, there are a lot of them.
I’ve just been doing some laundry tonight, sold my fridge and working on packing…although let’s be honest, I’m trying to avoid it. I hate packing, but I hate even more when I have to pack to move.
Anyway, it’s getting late so I better head out. It’s the last night in my bed and room. L Oh well, at least tomorrow night I’ll be sleeping in A/C in Provo. J G’night.
-mk
This morning Holly and I got up early and headed down to Canal Street, known in the city for its knock off vendors and souvenir shops. Holly wanted to get some purses so we went down there to see what they had. I’m not in to that, but we went to one of the shops that had a huge variety and even some air conditioning. Impressive, considering the condition of living down there. I picked up most of the souvenirs I needed and then we headed back to the I-House where Holly was supposed to meet the airport shuttle at 12:30pm. They showed up at 1:15pm. I dropped her off and then headed to get ready to head downtown to PRSA headquarters. I went to say goodbye to Brent, Jeneen and Sarah. It’s been great seeing them often and being so close to them with all the things going on with Conference these last 2 months. I took a picture with them and then when I went to say goodbye, Brent said “Alright, well, we’ll see you in November.” What?! It caught me off guard. I’ve seen them every other month since I first met them at the very beginning of February. Now they expect me to go without seeing them for 5 months?? That was weird.
I left there and headed up to 34th street to pick up something for myself and then headed to Times Square where I met up with Laurel. She was waiting for her parents who were flying in at 4:30pm. We looked around at some more gifts and stores before she headed off to meet them. I waited for Meridth, Brittany and Lyndsey at 50th and Broadway for about an hour and a half before we went to dinner. It was nice, just sitting there and reading my Ensign, until people kept sitting next to me or standing in front of me and smoking. It was gross so I left and walked around. They met up with me and we went to Bombay Express for some great Indian food. Afterwards we headed to Café Lalo on 83rd and Amsterdam. Many of you will recognize it from the pictures: it’s the place that Tom Hanks first discovered that Meg Ryan was his internet chat buddy in You’ve Got Mail. The place was nothing like it was in the movies, except for the outside really was as pretty as the movie shows. But the inside was very stuffy and gaudy. It was a lot like Serendipity. I got a dessert from there because I had heard they were they best. It was great, but I’ll admit I was pretty annoyed when they told me they were a cash only establishment. HELLO PEOPLE! It’s the 21st century and you live in the city of the world and you don’t take cards??? It still baffles me when I find places like that, and let me tell you, there are a lot of them.
I’ve just been doing some laundry tonight, sold my fridge and working on packing…although let’s be honest, I’m trying to avoid it. I hate packing, but I hate even more when I have to pack to move.
Anyway, it’s getting late so I better head out. It’s the last night in my bed and room. L Oh well, at least tomorrow night I’ll be sleeping in A/C in Provo. J G’night.
-mk
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