Metro in New York is a perfect place when it comes to anthropological researches. Rushing through the streets in a crowded city you can't see it that well. But in a metro car, where you are limited with its space, you can easily notice that in this city there is... everyone. ALL races, all social classes... White people, black people, orthodox people, egocentrics... And it's an amazing experience to go all the way down sitting in one place and observing how people change. One time may sit next to you a Chinese guy, then an angry black rapper, after that a lady with five kids or a handsome buisnessman in a nice suit. Each station different people. And there are around 30 stations. And watching how people from all over the world travel by metro, I ... read more

Poniewaz Lara przeprowadza sie jutro do Hoboken, mam przyjemnosc uczestniczyc w calym zamieszaniu zwiazanym z przeprowadzka. Wczoraj chciala pozbyc sie telewizora, a raczej oddac go swojemu znajomemu mieszkajacemu dwie ulice dalej. Telewizor okazal sie jednak byc zbyt ciezki, by niesc go w dwie osoby. Dlugo wiec nie czekajac pozyczylysmy wozek na zakupy od pana sprzedajacego na ulicy kanapki, co bardzo ulatwilo sprawe i dalo niezly powod do smiechu nie tylko nam, ale i wszystkim przechodniom :) Dzis natomiast ciag dalszy odkrywania miasta. Manhattan i proba zgubienia sie w tlumie i gaszczu ulic, co wbrew pozorom jest dosc trudne, gdyz ulice sa tu bardzo dokladnie ponumerowane. Urokliwe street fair (cos w rodzaju naszych festynow) na Madison Avenue wprawilo mnie w mily niedzielny nastroj. Ludzie sprzedajacy lemoniade za jednego dolara, recznie wykonana bizuterie, torby, okulary i zeg... read more

Getting up at 7 AM. I've never woken up at this time with such an enthusiasm before. For breakfast Lara (a nice girl who I'm staying with) bought super big blueberry muffins. Yummy! Quick getting ready and then going to the metro. 42nd Street, Times Square and a feeling that everything is EXTREMELY big. For the first time in my life I felt small and so lost. Lara had to go to work so I joined her. Viacom International, 33rd floor, a great view of Broadway and Times Square. Quick coffee and then exploring the city... 5th Avenue... Prada, Louis Vuitton, Armani... Unfortunately I didn't find a husband or at least someone who would take for breakfast at Tiffany's (joke) ;) Not to waste time (because what do I actually need a husband for?!) I went ... read more

Packing, packing, packing... I hate that! The mess in my room is getting bigger and bigger and I still don't know how to start, what to take. For the first time it's so difficult and I really don't understand why. Maybe because I know I'm going alone and I need to be well prepared, maybe because it's the first time I'm going so far... No idea. What's more I'm begging to feel some kind of thrills and I just wonder if they are the result of fear or excitment... Or in fact maybe both. *** Pakowanie, pakowanie, pakowanie... Nie znosze tego! Balagan w moim pokoju jest coraz wiekszy i wiekszy a ja wciaz nie wiem od czego zaczac i co tak tak naprawde wziac. Po raz pierwszy jest to tak trudne, ale nie bardzo rozumiem dlaczego. ... read more