During a ferry ride last summer in NYC when my aunt, uncle and cousin came to visit and had me play tourist with them. They are my favorite people to play tourist with though.

New York City, August 2011

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in new york the early mornings are where solitude resides. central park 7am. (Taken with instagram)

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My NYC nostalgia has hit me full swing; even more so than before. Especially since it was this time last year that I was still in the middle of my stay. It seems all I can think about is the places I want to walk to; my favorite Thai place I want to eat at; the sweet couple who owned the coffee cart by the studio who called me ‘mommi’ and ask me how my morning had been; and how much I want to sit on the subway… and so much more. 

August can’t come soon enough.

[And this is my apology for whatever else comes until my homesickness subsides]