Blogging on the run.
I’m in Times Square again, at EasyInternetCafe, which I just love the hell out of. These cafes started in London as an offshoot of the EasyJet empire, and they have cafes now throughout Europe. I think NYC is their only American outlet, but I’m not sure. I dug the hell out of them in London and Paris, so finding one here was a relief. Terminals at the hostels I’ve stayed in are horribly expensive–on the tune of 15 bucks an hour. EasyInternet offers a sliding scale, based on how many customers are in the store. A buck will buy you anywhere from 20 minutes to an hour, so it’s very much worth the trip into Times Square–which, truth be told, I really fucking hate.
I’m off soon. Probably gonna join the tourist throngs at the top of the Empire State and gaze out over the city.
A friend told me in e-mail that she’s not surprised I’m exhausted. She said I’m basically on a work trip–my interview on Wednesday, learning the city, learning more about finding housing, finding my way about the subway system, and so on. I think she’s right. I’ve already started to think of this city like my new home, which is funky, if you think about it.
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