When I saw Manhattan for the first time, I have to confess, my eyes teared up. As the Puerto Rican shuttle driver brought us out of the Lincoln Tunnel, I pinched myself. The wait was over, my heart was racing: what had been a lifetime long-distance romance was now a real love affair. Silly, I know.
Back in Lisbon, in front of my mac, after spending two wonderful weeks exploring New York on my own, attending Wordcamp NY and the amazing Shift conference. Phew! So much to tell you all about!
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After four crazy days in Manhattan, walking up and down like a lunatic, and a Friday night of comedy and booze, Saturday was begging me to slow down and do something more relaxed. Managing to escape the touristic frenzy that the weekend would probably add to the city, I hopped on a train to Brooklyn and went… to the beach.
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After watching so many films and tv shows set in New York, being here for the first time has this wonderful and weird feeling of familiarity. Two days passed and I still feel like I’m dreaming.
New York city is beautiful, as expected, but I’m also loving the New Yorkers I keep meeting and the way the city keeps changing from block to block. If you go down Broadway, from the Upper West Side to Times Square, you have the feeling you’re shrinking as the buildings get taller and taller, and the crowd gets bigger, and the lights get sronger.
Central Park is a cliche on it’s own. There are incredible numbers of joggers, some left at the entry of the park by their limo drivers, dark skinned nannies prancing around the rich blond babies they look after, professional dog walkers, with a cloud of different dogs on leashes - how I wonder how they keep war from starting with such a crowd!
I still haven’t been south of 34th Street - except for the ferry ride to Staten Island - and I feel like I have walked more in these 2 days than I have in the rest of the year! I’ve been wandering around with no purpose, just going where I feel like at a given moment, and it’s a worderful thing to bump unexpectedly into landmarks: hey, look, it’s the Rockefeller building!
I still have plenty of time to explore, I know. Still, I feel like I can’t lose a second, like New York will slip right through my fingers if I don’t grasp it all. So, off I go, lower Manhattan is waiting!
Is it just me, or is Cookie an appropriate name for a cat who likes to sit in places like this?
It’s been nearly a week ago, and only now am I finding time to write a post about it: Barcamp 08 in Coimbra, organised by the nice people at We Break Stuff.
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I was expecting a seriously dull weekend. With most of my friends out of Lisbon or otherwise busy, I was in a mood for partying, but had no plans whatsoever. Then, out of the blue, a friend I hadn’t seen in ages came to my rescue, and I ended up having an awesome time, two nights in a row.
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