New York - New York

Having been away from the city for almost a year, it was a refreshing experience to randomly visit New York again. We can chalk this experience up to the spontaneity I have been seeking in life. In some sense, I do miss the sounds of taxi brakes screeching, hordes of Chinese people in both Manhattan and Chinatown, not to mention the ridiculously overpriced bars and clubs that populate every block in this lively city.

What was even more refreshing was the sight of my college friends - the same ones that I may or may not have seen in the past two years. Sometimes, I am absolutely blown away at the fact that it has been nearly three years since many of us have even gotten together for an outing (because many graduated a year before I did). What this realization means is that we have indeed arrived in our mid-twenties; what comes with this territory is more overburdening responsibility, and certainly much more awareness with regard to decisions that could impact the rest of our lives.

For one night, though, the nostalgic feeling of being in college again permeated each of us. We gathered at Porky's on 21st street between 5th and 6th avenue - home of the perpetual college crowd that seemingly refuses the notion of growing older. The venue was everything you could ask for in a typical northeast college bar: droves of white people (in Manhattan -mind you - the most diverse city possibly in the United States) getting intoxicated on draft beers served in plastic cups, overbearing loud music consisting of Bon Jovi's greatest hits, drunken make-out sessions all over the place, and sticky floors to boot. For a second there, I was transported back to Saratoga Springs, or even Boston for that matter - based on the nearly homogenous scene alone. This fact makes you wonder why anyone in New York City would consider waiting in line and having to deal with the bouncers outside (Note: I did have fun inside - but that can be attributed to being with my friends. I did, however, just win a free open-bar party at Porky's for this Friday, which I had to decline.).

Nevertheless, it turns out that in college, the people I was closest to were for the most part, Asian. I tend to forget this fact when I hang out with almost no one from my alma mata in Boston - preferring instead to associate with my high school friends and other people I have met in Boston. The night can be characterized as fun and awkward at the same time because my ex-girlfriend of three years and I share a lot of mutual friends. I guess it is a little strange that I have a tendency to stay in touch with those that I have been in a relationship with - even if 'staying in touch' means merely sending each other a birthday message here and there.

Because I haven't seen her in a year, her presence made me feel a little strange. For a short moment, I felt like we were still together because we were in the presence of all of our college friends, not to mention a bar that brought back the nostalgic college feeling. She made it clear to me (thru the loud music) that it was awkward for her too to see me because she is dating someone, and when we were dating, she hated the fact that I stayed in touch with my ex's. The night ended typical enough: respect pounds with the boys, hugs with the girls, and an awkward half-hug followed by the Hollywood-slow motion walk away from the ex while Semi-Sonic's "Closing Time" played over the loud speakers (just kidding...that would have been funny though). As awkward as that may have seemed, I am very much okay with this relationship structure I’ve managed to cultivate for myself.

The rest of the weekend can be characterized as a money-spending expedition, where I managed to throw away almost three months worth of my drinking budget at one single venue. New York City can be an extremely expensive place if you don’t pay attention to your spending habits. I can see how people might be caught up in a New York moment, especially for those not accustomed to city living: Bright lights, lively nightlife, plethora of similar aged people everywhere – it’s essentially the largest meat market packed into one small over-developed island. However, if you’re young, single, and present-oriented, New York is certainly the place to be and will have a lot to offer. On the other hand, if you wish to save a little money, and would like to ultimately develop a life beyond drinking, clubbing, and expensive mediocre dinners, New York may be the worst place yet. I do sincerely enjoy my infrequent visits. Any more trips might jeopardize the positive impressions I have attached to this exciting city.