|Boring School Books for the Semester|
Despite my daily 8ams (yes that's Monday-Friday), I'm pretty excited for my classes. However, it's a little weird to think that two years of my college days are already behind me. I'm no longer "new" to the city. This week, freshmen have actually asked me: really, how stressful is finals week? what's the best dining hall? where should I go to buy a fake?, etc. One gutsy freshmen even asked me for my number while we were waiting for our breakfast in the omelette line. When I explained to him that despite my blonde, curly hair and baby face, I'm actually 20. His response was, "So is that a yes or no?" Oh boys at NYU, they seriously think that because there's so few of them all girls will fall for the lame pickup lines; usually they're right, but come on, the omelette line.
However, it wasn't just Welcome Back Week for me. The little boy I babysit began the third grade yesterday. So, on Wednesday, as a last hurrah, we made a special trip to the NY Transit Museum. Highlights of our visit included a tour of vintage subway cars and sitting in the driver's seat of an MTA bus. For lunch, two slices of tomato pizza hit the spot; then, we were off to Barnes and Noble for an afternoon of picture books and Godiva hot chocolate.
|Olie Driving the Bus|
|Danny, Olie's Friend, Driving a Bus From the '60s|
|The Boys in an Old Train Ticket Counter|