So, now that I am starting to get comfortable in New York City I begin. (By comfortable I mean that I only get lost in the subway for an hour on Sundays).
But, let's be clear - It wouldn't be a blog about me, if I didn't mention falling over in the snow or slips of the tongue. Like the time I was silly enough to interupt two American girls who were talking about how terrible the chocolate crossaints were at a certain place. I asked "How can a chocolate crossaint taste bad?" They quickly explained that they were talking about the calories not the taste. That's why I love New York.
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