“I love New York, even though it isn’t mine, the way something has to be, a tree or a street or a house, something, anyway, that belongs to me because I belong to it.”
– Truman Capote

I spent part of this week visiting a good friend of mine who just moved to NYC from Spain for love…  We first met in Verona, Italy while both of us were visiting and became fast friends.  Just a few months later she left her home country of Spain, along with all of her family, to begin a life in New York City.

New York has this energy – an energy I find difficult to describe in words on a blog for fear I can never do it justice.  The streets are art – without trying to be so…

I could’ve taken at least a thousand photos, but decided to keep the camera in my bag for most of the time (only snapping a few here and there) and simply let myself enjoy good friends, excellent food and the energy of the city.  I’m glad I did.