I visited NYC with a job about 15 years ago. I found it dirty, pretentious, snobbish, degenerate, artificial and just downright rude. I bought a NY Yankee’s cap as a souvenir and the tour bus driver sneered at me for wearing it. “Real New Yorkers like the Mets.” Good thing I wasn’t a New Yorker, real or pretend.
I like an early breakfast on the weekends. But it seems that the “city that never sleeps” also never wakes up. I couldn’t find an open breakfast venue in Manhattan at 9:30 am. Lazy asses.
My only NYC visit was to see The Book of Mormon.
Walking from Penn Station through Time Square was an unwanted mental overload.
Bumping into people, a painted naked old fat chick, some shirtless negro doing pull ups from the street lights...
I got home and slept 13 hours from stimulus overload.
I despise cities.