I know, it was the first one, but still...such a good time.
I went to see the Parade with some friends and we had a very good spot, so we were able to see pretty much everything, unknown VIP included. But not Whoopy Goldberg, damn sneaky Whoopy.
A couple of trains after we were in Williamsburg and how can you possibly get bored in the best place in the world? We went to the riverside in the industrial area and there we were: sitting on big blocks of concrete while a breathtaking sunset was displaying all its beauty.
Then we invaded the hotel kitchen and had an Italian/Mexican/American dinner and had a walk in the park..at least until a police car stopped us and ordered to get out because the park was actually closed at that time. We pretended we didn't know about it.
David Bowie was singing "Rebel rebel" in my head.
Yesterday I traveled to Darien, Connecticut, to visit Julia and her family, so I could experience a slice of "real America" and laugh my head off hanging out with Julia and her friends.
Picture the scene: we are sitting in a diner at 2:00 AM and this drunk guy is telling us about Thnksgiving lunch with his half Italian family. At some point he says something like: they were all nuns.
5 Seconds of silence, then another guy says: wait, your family is a whole bunch of nuns?
I started laughing like a pig and crying and couldn't stop for ten minutes, everything that came out his mouth was just too hilarious.
So today I had a tour of Darien and it's a beautiful place, very American, very tv show:
In the afternoon I took a train back.
As soon as I ran out of Grand Central Station: BOOM
New York City.
My heart exploded.
I'm back, bitches.
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