(Below) My Beloved Louis Vuitton Naxos Cabas
I remember the first time I was in New York city, the experience was so bad that I swore to myself that I will never visit again. The sauna-like subway stations filled with various sizes of rodents, the reckless cab driver that would run over anything that's in his way, and the fear of something would drop on you while you walk among all the skyscrapers are a few things that I hate about New York.
It's been many years since the first time I was there. And now, I can't even remember how many times I've been to this city, a city that I love and hate. I love the open-minded people: you can just truly be yourself. No one cares about speaking the perfect English because it's not their native language either. No one cares about how eccentric you're dressing because they've seen weirder. I mean, the city just celebrated their "No Pants Day" fro crying out loud...
Manhattan is like a miniature of the whole world. You can find anything, I mean anything, on this island.
The most exotic food, the clothes of barely or widely known designers, the limited edition of anything, or even the most bizarre life style choice... I'm from Beijing, but the most delicious Xiao Long Bao (small steamed bums) I had was at a restaurant in China town.
I usually take the bus to New York and before you enter into the Lincoln tunnel, you'll see this typical landscape of Manhattan, breathtakingly beautiful. But when you're among all the skyscrapers, you can't help but notice the dark sides of this city. The poorest and richest live harmoniously on this island. People say that if you can make it in New York, you can make it anywhere else. But I guess I'm not tough enough for the city. Every time when I conclude my shopping trip and sitting back on the bus, exhausted, I feel released to leave all the fuss behind me and come back to the quiet life at DC.
New York, I love you, but I just can't stay.... :)