People. Everywhere. Above ground and below it in subway tunnels. Hurtling forward, like the rest of this city. Hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, millions. Overwhelming. Huge. Massive. All sizes, shapes, ages, nationalities, and every type of mental and emotional disposition. Buildings stacked one against another.
Welcome to New York City, baby. This city defines so many terms; urban, megalopolis, the city that never sleeps, high density development.
Being here for four days leaves me thinking about the way that I view life. I am a Southern Californian, born and raised. I come from the land of the great sprawl, which is the exact opposite of this city, which really is the great compaction, if you will.
After an absence of many years (I used to visit here often in the 1980s), I have come to New York with a new perspective, willing to learn and experience.
Bottom line, I love it here. There is so much to offer; in spite of the crime, the crowding, the noise, it is after all, one of the greatest concentrations of humanity on the planet. I also wonder about the Christ followers here, and what their lives are like. I plan to do some searching around for Manhattan bloggers that I might enjoy reading.
And in a new way, I have been reminded of this. More soon, as time permits. Home to Southern Cal tomorrow.
By the way, we had a blast!
