Back from the Big Apple

Yup, it's true. I'm back from the big city and I survived. It was my first time in the City without my parents (we used to go all the time together for my dad's work) and that was a little surreal. I found out I didn't really know hip, my age bars around town. Since I was always with my parents, we would just go to bars with my parents and their clients and my dad would talk the bouncer into letting me into the club with them. Sketchy? Most likely.

We had lots of fun. We saw the Statue of Liberty, the Empire State Building, the Met, RENT on Broadway, and most of all, the Yankees game. I figured a short post would be great enough, so I'm including nifty pictures from the trip. Enjoy these pictures below.

Picture one: Degas' sculpture of a ballerina at the Met
Picture two: I'm sad because there's a rain delay
Picture three: Picture of the glowing street from the top of the Empire State Building
Picture four: Monument Park at Yankee Stadium
Picture five: Jeff and drunk Kara (as we came to call her) as she attempted to stumble her way into his pants.