Nyc

Em and I tooled around the city, starting with times square where is was packed cheek to cheek with people getting out of Broadway matinees and attending a giant pet adoption event. After looking at a while bunch of good NYC pups, our social Claustrophobia took over and we yeeted down to Soho. Ahhhhhh..... Much better. We strolled and Emily told me all about architectural lore and what it is like living in the city. We wandered down to the financial district and I got to see her work place. After stopping of at Oculus to grab... Ahhhhhh.. Steak tacos (yum) we spur of the moment decided to cross the street to Mercer Labs, grabbing the last tickets of the night.
Wow!!!!! So glad we did. This is an art installation museum that involves all your senses. One room was a tactile experience where you lie down on the ground in a room that the floor vibrates to the sound experience. Another room allowed you to swing on swings while watching digital art that was oddly hypnotizing. But there were two favorite rooms of mine. In one room, you were given an outline of a dinosaur for you to color in. Once done, the Engineer would upload it and suddenly your dinosaur was in full 3-D and animated. For the next half an hour, you would see your guy walking around the room engaging with the other dinosaurs that others had drawn. Super, super fun!
And my second favorite room was a blackout gigantic ball pit. Adults and kids were all swimming in, hiding in, and sliding into these giant ball pits. Emily and I dove in and laughed out way through this wicked fun experience. RIP to my newly gifted water NYC Mayors Office bottle (thanks Emily). Which is lost forever in the ball pit (sorry Emily) but super glad I was able to find my glasses after they took a dive in.
Next stop... MR. Softee ice cream and a stroll along the 911 memorial area. There was an outdoor movie playing, an amazing whimsical Animal themed climbing sculpture, and a harried security officer trying to wrangle a group of misbehaving tourists. Twas fun to watch.
Then, my "become a new yorker for the week" started. I learned how to use the subway and found my way back to my hotel.
Is it weird that I feel ridiculously proud of this?
I got back to my tiny but cozy hotel room, cranked the temperature down to 65 degrees, jumped in a cold shower, and settled in to watch a documentary about 80s music videos.
I loved today.Okumaya devam et