How to fall in love in two days (No hearbreak, guaranteed)

The answer is very simple, go to NY. You won’t even need two days, I fell the minute I stepped out of Penn Station onto 7^th Ave so I’d say a couple hours is more than enough. Way too many times I’ve heard the typical: all those countries and you’ve never been to NY? No people I hadn’t, and I also have never seen snow but that’s another story; point is that it has finally happened and I can’t believe that there could be a city in the world that could compete against Paris but, I’ve met her match. 

 

I wouldn’t dare say (yet) that NY is better than Paris, I’d have to live there first too to make such big accusations but by the feeling it left me after only a quick weekend trip, it could easily take the trophy. 

The city is such a cliché that I didn’t even need a map except, must admit, when taking the metro cause that’s just insane; other than that, streets always took me where I needed to be when I needed to. The Empire State just appeared from around the corner and in perfect timing, right before tourist lines started to take over. The City’s perfect distribution leads form site to site with no effort, no boring bits, it always is exciting, there’s always something to see. To quote Alicia, these streets will actually make you feel brand new. 

Central Park is the most beautiful place I’ve ever had the chance to write in and I wish I could sit there under a tree to write forever. Cliché after cliché, the big city just takes it all. Every movie cliché is as good as it promises to be, from Chelsea Market and sunsets on High Line Park, all the way to the Met, Manhattan has everything a great city could ask for and more.

I lied though, there is heartbreak, having to leave is heartbreaking, saying goodbye to the gorgeous contrast between city, big tall trees and beach, the horrible metro, the fearless pigeons that soar across Manhattan no fucks given when people are to close. I myself was graced by a pigeon’s tail while taking a photo; I guess I was just in its way. 

Take it, take it all in; the breathtaking views from the 102^nd floor of the Empire State, the precious little restaurants hiding on the lower east side, the blinding lights on Times Square… just remember to play Empire State of Mind when walking from Park to the Fifth, best background song ever. 

If I’m supposed to tell you were to go, I most definitely won’t, deep down we all already know where to go when in NY; my only advice is to walk. Walk everywhere you can and as much as your feet allow you to, there is no better way to get to know the city. You won’t get to walk into Gray’s Papaya or China Town ubering places or on the Big Bus so just walk, you won't get these views on a cab.