These Things That I Love

So it turns out that the cure for homesickness is to go to Cobble Hill and sit outside with your oldest New-York-friend, drinking wine in the warm spring air.

I have been in New York for 3 weeks now. Here is a list of things I know now that I didn’t know before:

It is easy and good to take yourself out to a bar for a drink on a Thursday night. It is hard to do this three weeks in a row without getting depressed.

I miss humidity. I will stand by this statement even in the depths of an un-airconditioned July.

I can pretend to be the kind of person who is going to read the New Yorker cover to cover every week, but I am not actually that kind of person.

Fire escapes are not as good for drinking beer on as balconies, but they are excellent for spying on people.

This is harder than it looks.

It’s definitely Spring in New York.

See you later Sydney.

I need to go back to India.

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macau | 2007

I spent this weekend packing up my room and found an old external hard drive full of film scans from 2006-2008. There’ll probably be a few more of these turning up on here over the next few days.

ranakpur, india | 2006

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