it's hard to keep up with the barrage of thoughts raging through my mind.

two and a third of a day in new york. extremely helpful to my wellbeing. further cementing the fact that i'm gonna have to live and work there for a bit.

i'm such the city girl.

and because my mind was flooded by thousands of fleeting thoughts over those days, i'd take out my handphone and key in keywords as i strode along the streets.

so here, i shall start my accounts. in random order, and a few illustrations ;)

New York City Yellow Cabs

the elusive yellow top that brings on stereotypical images of the men (or women) driving them.

and you think singapore cabbies are cash-guzzlers...

anyways, it's fucking difficult to grab a cab in central manhattan. not that i've tried...but i've seen people flagging these maniacal driving machines down. not a pretty sight.

and no matter what you see on TV, the cabs always seem to be occupied! you can stand there for a bloody half hour and still not have one stop in front of you.

which brings me to...

Driving in NYC

you think the streets of KL are bad?



check out the rows of vehicles on the street behind my mom. that's central manhattan for you.

i mean, it's not that i haven't seen it...just thought you'd like to know. for those who have only seen the streets from martin scorcese's point of view...;)

the streets are packed through the day. and while it's a lot worse to be driving during the peak period...it does seem like perpetual peakness the whole day through.

oh, by the way, my mom's standing at the edge of times square.

MacDonalds

ah...bacon and egg cheese biscuit. why the hell don't they have that on the breakfast menu in singapore?!!

hell, i'd even appreciate a fruit parfait on the menu.

i could eat the cheese biscuit shit daily. it's good stuff.

one morning, my mom announces that she will not eat bread anymore. and i'm scratching my head for what to present to her for lunch...since practically everything around is bread-related. hot dogs, pizzas, burgers, sandwiches.

no choice. we headed for a japanese restaurant. nuff said. bleah.

all right. again, because i know people only absorb messages in such shortness, i'll stop here.

perhaps i'll be back in a few hours to fart out more new york stories.

i love new york. i wish i were there a lot longer.