sweet home alabama

I had a blast in NYC and think i could live there most times of the year, but i was so ready to be back home. i knew i was going to miss cole and pj, but i had no idea how bad it would be. i took the outfit cole wore the day before i left, so i could get it out and smell it if i needed to. yes, it's weird, but i did it. only 4 days of not seeing him and i promise i could tell he had grown. now, about new yorkers... the past times i've visited have been different than this time. previous times, i felt almost like the girls on SATC. all the glamour, yummy hidden bistros, so much fun. this time, was great too, but there were tourists EVERYWHERE. i've never been in a crown that big. i guess because most colleges are out for summer, or i don't know, but it was pure chaos. here is a picture of the streets.
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by day 4, i was so sick of rude people that i wanted to punch everyone in the face. normally, when you bump into people (in crowds) you turn around and say "oh, i'm sorry!" well after 100 attempts, and never hearing anyone say or even look at me back, i quit saying it too. i guess they are that use to it! when we got on the shuttle at the airport that took us from the terminal to the airplane back to birmingham, us 4 girls were the last to get on. well, no seats were left open, and immediately 4 guys stood up to give us their seats. we all go "we're home!" it was awesome, and i love alabama.