The week in Manhattan

It was exhilarating being a Manhattan banker for a week. I stayed in a hotel in midtown, walked to a bagel shop in the mornings for breakfast & coffee, then walked to Park Avenue for work, people-watching as I walked (both men & women in NY are so well styled!); I had a cubicle with a view of the Empire State building; and I lunched & dined in chic Manhattan cafes with interesting people everyday. The 5th Avenue was a few blocks away & although I'm not a big shopper I admit to have been drawn in :) It was a great way to see New York, sans the museums and parks (which I love dearly but didn't see at all on this trip). It was the business New York on this trip. And that too in one of the most chaotic weeks on Wall Street, close enough to hear the rumble & tumble.

When one lives in Singapore for too long, one begins to expect glitz & shininess out of big cities. New York is old, there are old cars for taxis, old elevator in brown brick buildings, old hot dog vendors selling from old stalls. A city with age has a charm, no?

But I'm longing to go home now into the arms of my two favorite men, and a 19 hours flight stands between them & me.