"It's February, anything can happen," said Lynn, a member and regular film-goer at the theater where I work. She was referring to the weather. Over the course of a few days last week, NYers experienced 40-60-30 degree weather. I'd gone from wearing a thick coat, to wearing short sleeves to wearing a thick coat, scarf, gloves and surly attitude.
Great change can come in all forms in Feb., I have recently found out. And, in a matter of months, say two-ish, I'll be leaving the "Big Apple" behind for a new life in the UK.
Because of my impending departure, my love-hate relationship with NY city is quickly becoming a relationship of intrigue. There's suddenly now much to see and do before I go.
Eat at the Russian Samovar
Really, really visit the Bronx Zoo
Walk or bike across the Brooklyn Bridge
Take a "circle" ferry around the Hudson and East Rivers
And, silly as it may seem, here's a list of things that I still don't want to do:
Visit Ground Zero
Go to the top of the Empire State Building
Eat a pretzel from a street vendor
See the musical "Spiderman"
Take a carriage ride through Central Park
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