The absolute best time to be in New York City is a long holiday weekend in the spring or summer when everyone has abandoned the city and you can walk along without being suffocated. I was up at 8 a.m. Monday and me and my friend were absolutely alone on the streets. It was amazing. At the same time, things are open, so it's not like there isn't anything to do.
Later in the day, there were more people, especially sailors — it's fleet week and so sailors abound — but still much fewer than usual. There were places to sit in the parks, tables open at restaurants, people were nicer and employees attentive. It was one of the best weeknds I've had since being here.
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Did you talk to any cute sailors? Glad you enjoyed your weekend.
No, sadly, I didn't get a chance to chat up any cutie sailors. I did not fully take advantage of fleet week. My mind was...elsewhere.
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