Over six weeks into my internship, I think I can say I have finally gotten a hang of the rhythm of city life. When I first arrived, I waited for traffic lights to signal 'walk' before I actually crossed the street. Now, like all other city-dwellers, I randomly cross the street with a 50% chance of getting beeped at by a caravan of taxi drivers. When I first got on and off the subway, I stared dazed and confused at a city map. Now, I breeze by the entrance and exit, actually cognizant of where the heck I am. When I first got here I figured that, if it rained, I could take a cab to where I had to go. Now, after paying $15 for a cab ride, aka, the closest thing you’ll ever have to a near-death experience, I’d rather walk in a downpour thank you very much.
I continue to learn very much here at the
On the cultural front, I again ventured to Avery Fisher Hall to listen to the New York Philharmonic. For the record, they performed Gustav Mahler's 8th Symphony which is one of the most impressive compositions in musical history. If you think that’s overstating it, check it out. Also, I have spent some time (although you could spend days and still not see everything) in the
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