[Central Park? Or Narnia?]
Came around the bend to see Central Park shimmering in pristine snow, its glow glinting off the eyes of the hundreds of kids descending upon it with sleds and eager smiles.
I might as well have been one of them. I looked like a five-year-old with my stupid childish grin, kicking snow drifts like soccer balls and giggling at all the joy in the air, the infectious shrieks of laughter from the sloping hills seemingly made for frosty days like this. Felt more like Christmas than Christmas. I even got hit by a snowball.
Walked around for a bit with my friends Joy and Lennon and took in the sights, then ventured to the Met to see the sun set from the temple room. What a beauty to behold. Amazing that they reconstructed those elegant pieces of Egyptian architecture in a room all the way in New York big enough to take your breath away.
...Right in keeping with the rest of the museum. What a wonder. My new favorite, for sure. I don't remember it being so stunning (nor so huge!).
Rounded out the evening with a delightful meal in a charming Italian restaurant where a new tradition for us was born: the Met, followed by filling our bellies at Uva.
Then we missed out subway stop because we were too engrossed in hilarious banter sure to make fellow passengers blush.
In other words, it was a day that--okay, fine. Whatever, New York. You know I love you. It almost seems silly to keep saying it. Just ... thanks for yesterday. You really did me right. ♥