Got up at 8am, so well rested, went back to sleep because the room was dark, finally got up at 9.30, washed up and headed out to Chinatown to meet N at 10.45. Met her at a restaurant which I'll be reviewing in the upcoming posts. Got a whole fuckton of food for 20 bucks, barely a third of which we ended up finishing. We talked about our families, relationships, friends, future plans, jobs, labor laws, and where we might want to end up. Gave the leftovers to N, we went to the mochi donut place, and then sat down at a park with a naked statue of medusa with a man's head on one hand and a sword on the other. Walked together to the Canal St. metro station. She went to Brooklyn to meet friend JW, who I have on my sc, and I rode the train, which had apparently become express due to construction work happening, to Queens. Walked to momo crave.
Barely ate two pieces of the plate of momo, packed the rest. We talked about friends' relationships and how well they might be doing with other people. And pets, and the next time we might meet. Took the train right next to the restaurant, all the way to Chelsea, where we began our High Line park journey. Spent the next hour and half walking the park, talking future and past and our relationship with the city, and what a chill relaxing trip it was. Had to cut the walk short because N had to use the rest room but I was quite tired as well. We went to Muji the japanese store, and then to Uniqlo, where he bought a pair of shades and possibly something else he didn't need at all but decided to get anyway because it was right in front of us. The Mall was so fancy! And right by the Highline park too!
N wanted to get coffee, so I sat down on a table on the court, he came back and we got talking. In a bit, we saw his cousin from Philly who I met a few months ago. Her mind was blown because what are the chances they'd be both on a weekend trip to the city, in the same mall, on the same floor, in the same place. She said she wasn't even supposed to be there, she was just looking or the restroom when she found us. Which, honestly is how we ended up there as well, so the chances aren't to low, but what a shocker it was. We walked from there to our respective stations as it began drizzling, said our farewell, he said he'd probably see me in a month, very likely, that.
On my way to the bus station, I made a quick order of the previously-mentioned burrito. Stayed in the line for a while, barely had a seat for me. Had my burrito in the bus, and the trip home wasn't too interesting. Red line to Davis, 89 bus to the park near home, and then a 9-min walk. Don't remember doing much, maybe listened to podcast, before going to bed.
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