New York

bagels and pizza in new york

After a rather long trip from Basel to New York I spend a couple nights staying with a friend in Manhattan and exploring the city. Very happy to leave the gray of Basel behind.

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This is the longest it's ever ever taken me to get to the States, even though I’m only flying to the East Coast. After staying up all night, I catch an 8 a.m. train to Paris to be sure I arrive at the airport with plenty of time. I do, but I’m exhausted, have a headache, and still have eight hours before my flight.

On the plane, I manage to sleep more or less well and at JFK Airport, I splurge on a taxi. The driver runs three red lights, speeds like crazy and ends up overcharging me. Finally, I settle onto a friend’s couch in Chelsea and get some real sleep.

We eat out every day and everything is pricey and hefty—I’m really craving some fresh fruit and a light dinner.

The jet lag hasn’t quite worn off yet, so I’m constantly tired but it's wonderful to be back, to experience the big city bustle and to see my friend. It’s warm and sunny and the mix of city smells is overwhelming.Read more