Providence, Rhode Island
On April 1, again with Katharina, I visited Providence, Rhode Island, for another fair, although this time it was a festival about the French language, and since I do not speak it I did not understand much of what was said. (I think the gist was that speaking French is important because it is important to know a second language, which I can of course wholeheartedly agree with.) The fair was fun nonetheless because it featured the performances of two bands which I did not know but enjoyed anyways.
On the way back to Massachusetts, we made a brief detour to take a stroll through Brown University, because, you know, when in Rome. Or, in this case, Providence.
My favorite place in Massachusetts must have been Revere Beach. Simply because I love the ocean so much. It has to be paradise to be there in the summer. When I was there it was freezing cold, of course, but I loved it so much I still stayed there for hours, collecting sea shells and taking photos.
Near the end of my stay, a friend of mine from home, called Nadine, visited me for a couple of days, and she had the idea that we really, really NEEDED to go to New York City (Manhattan, to be specific), and even though I had not really felt the desire to see it before, I did agree that it would be pretty cool to be able to say that I have been to that place that is so ingrained in US pop culture. Thus we booked us some bus tickets and off we went.
The first place Nadine wanted to see was the Library, because some scenes of “The Day After Tomorrow” had been shot there. So, naturally, once we got there, the first thing we did was to find a telephone booth and re-enact the scene in which Jake Gyllenhaal’s character calls his father and almost drowns.
Next up was Times Square, where we were talked into taking photos with Iron Man (not the real one), several Elmos, Minions and Dora the Explorer. I thought it was nice, but of course it is a total tourist trap because those people do not tell you they expect a tip until after the photos have been taken and you would look like a total bastard not tipping them. It was cool, still, but really I would have liked to keep my money and not have those pictures now. But, oh well, you cannot change the past.
Then, of course, we walked through Central Park, where we ate our packed lunches and enjoyed the sun. It is a great place to visit, but I do not think I would want to live in Manhattan, because there are just too many people. They are EVERYWHERE. If you are not a fan of huge masses, I guess it is not for you; it was not for me, anyways. I enjoyed Cape Cod a lot more.
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