Half way through my salmon and prawn pasta, i noticed that one limb of my fork was missing. Was a little unnerved by it since it's transparent and in the midst of really heavy food. What did i do? I continued eating, kinda in the hope that i'd find it in my food. No luck, i think i ate it, so hopefully its small size helps.
It's week 2 in New York and I've started work. It really is a different experience altogether, and I now realise why our US counterparts charge (and earn) so much more. At first blush it seems like the environment here is better in every way, but on closer observation, I begin to see the drawbacks as well. I would still love to enjoy the better hours here though.
This was the first time in ages that I managed to have two consecutive full weekends off, and it's a wonderful feeling. I got to get close to the cathedral which the pope visited last Saturday, and the streets were packed full of people --- the faithful, the protesters and, like me, the visitors just passing by.
I've been in NYC for 4 days now, and I've just been walking around, getting my bearings.
There is quite a bit of NYC to see, but since I'm going to be here for 3 months, I'm taking it slow. Today I went to Bryant Park, and to my surprise there was an open-air reading room right in the middle of the park, both for adults and for children. It says something about the city and its people, that the books and magazines weren't pocketed by random visitors.
