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Hot. Humid. Sun. Rain. Lighting. Thunder. I understand that this is New York summer. Maybe a little bit more dramatic than usual.
Big rain clouds hover on some parts of the city. Where they cover, the sky goes dark and it pours. During heavy down pours, even people with umbrella gave up walking because you would be totally drenched except your head! Ask me!
Rain or not, the ladies are in their summer apparels. Tank tops, short skirts and sandals. Don't dress like this when visiting SF in the summer. You need sweat shirt and thick pants. Don't forget the parka!
I didn't have an umbrella yesterday and I got wet like a cat that was scooped out of the water. I remembered to take a big umbrella from the hotel lobby this morning but it was perfectly sunny. Sigh!
I was cooped up in the hotel for the past two nights but today I'm set free. Thank you Weather God! Happy Hour at the Whiskey Blue Bar with the office folks. Dinner at the Sea Grill at the Rockefeller Center with my cousins.
Not a bad way to end this visit. No complaints.

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Tuesday: Japonais New York. Complete different from the night before. The place was hip and modern. Great tasty food and the décor was FABU! The prefixed 3-course dinner was awesome. It was in the Union Square neighborhood. Nice little district with actions. I really felt like I was in New York!
Two things happened this week during my visit to New York: the presidential election and my birthday.
This election was historical either way; my birthday was memorable. I celebrated my birthday with cousin Chin-Huey and her husband at a Portuguese restaurant in Newark after I took the subway and then the train to New Jersey. Never thought I would have celebrated any of my birthdays there and with them. Funny how life goes. It was a fun night.
How about the NY underground?? Huge! Like a complicated maze! So many people and so many exits. Need to have strong legs and fast feet to run from one platform to another to catch the transfers. My ride was: Subway S from Grand Central Station to Time Square --> Subway 2 to NY Penn Station --> NJ Transit to Newark. It took an hour and about $6.
Subway: human sardine cans. This is what New York commuters have to go through everyday. It makes our BART ride a breeze. Happy to have experienced it once so I can talk about it. The NJ transit train moved slower than expected. Somehow I was expecting it to zip through like a bullet train.
The Grand Central Station is beautiful and big. The New York Penn Station is even bigger. People rushing here and there - kind of like ants hurrying in and out of different tunnels. The Newark Penn Station is split on two sides of Market Street. Ching-Huey and I couldn't find each other because we were waiting at different side and different end of the station.
Note to self: pick a corner and stay.
The Big Chill. It rained all week but not cold at all. The biggest chill has to be the global economic crisis that is turning countries upside down. One bad news after another. The rain was very suitable for the mood especially in Manhattan.
Home Sweet Home. Glad to be back and leave the cold and misery outside.
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THE UGLY. Hot. Steamy. Sticky. Stuffy. Cloudy and Rainy. Not a very good combo for summer. The humidity is just too much for me. Want a different summer? Come visit San Francisco!
Back to New York: This time I had company. Debbie, our Controller, sync-up her schedule with mine so we could do something together after work.
After I got to the hotel on Monday night, I did my little nightly walk. This time, I got to visit St. Patrick's Cathedral. The building is so beautiful inside and out. A mass was going on. I stayed for a while to take it all in - the prayers, the pipe organ music, the architecture, and peace.

A Green Drink Day. I arrived NYC on St. Patrick's Day. Midtown Manhattan was full of party goers and green was definitely the color of the day. The Irish bars - seemed like one on every block - were packed. Hello people, it's only Monday.
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I really like Ugo Rondinone's 9-feet sculptures and there were 12 of them - EACH being sold for $200,000. Want one for your garden?? Want to guess what they were made of? Clay? Mud? Try aluminum. Would you have guessed? Complexity disguised in simple form.
My second NY visit in June: Brian was so sweet. He offered to pick me up at JFK and wanted to show me his city, New Paltz. Little did I know that New Paltz is far far away in upstate New York.
The place was quiet and calm. Ahhh... so tranquil. But when I learned that we would have to leave around 5:15 am in order for me to be back in Manhattan by 8:15am, I rattled the place!
First visit to New York ever - I got to be a New Yorker for a week. I got up, dressed and walked to work. I ate with the lunch crowd and rushed the streets with commuters in the evenings. The one difference was I ate out every night and I slept in the hotel.
good because the lights at Time Square were more brilliant at night anyway. Chinatown was bigger than the SF Chinatown. So many jewelry stores. Where did all the gold come from? Mulberry, main street of Little Italy, was quiet the night I visited. Where was everybody? I didn't smell any food!!
I went through the Grand Central Station everday. I learned quickly that it was the short cut from Point A to B. After going around in circles few times, I think I got my directions figured out for next time. Great place for people watchinng.