Me in Central Park

Originally uploaded by josh.ev9.

So here I am in New York City (get a rope), hangin’ with my Mama & Tami (hereafter MaTama). We’ve been doing sooo much. Tami and Mom are big fans of what I like to call “formal tourism.” This is the kind of tourism where you go from point to point in order to take pictures of yourself in front of whatever landmark you went to. This type of travel most definitely has its merits, but I think my preferred style of travel is a little different.

For lack of a better way to explain it, I’ll just say that I like to “live as the natives do.” Anyone who has studied ethnography* will recognize that this is a great way to learn about a culture. When I went for a little sidetrip this morning on a trip to the SoHo Apple Store (don’t ask why I’d go there on vacation…my damn iPod was on the fritz), I found myself impersonating the people I walked by, learning more with each passing New Yorker. By the time I was ready to jump on a subway to meetup with MaTama, there were people asking me directions throughout the city. No joke, I was asked directions at various points by at least 5 people. Perhaps I pass for a New Yorker after all.

I really enjoyed the walk…except for the heat! It’s painfully humid here, and my body is quite simply not used to it at all. Every time I walk outside my forehead starts to drip…I was soaking by mid-afternoon. The things they say about California being a dry heat are all true…another reason to move west, and stay there**.

Ok, I’m off to bed I think…I’ll let Tami have her time at the computer. Peace outside.

*Shout out to my Informist amigos, I miss you & I’ll be back soon 🙂

**Shout out to my SD amigos, I miss you & I’ll be back even sooner, if only for a short while 🙂