Yesterday we went to New York City. It was a pretty hot and muggy day but worth it because it was the first time for a bunch of us. We took a ferry over from Staten Island to gaze at the Statue of Liberty and the skyline but there was a lot of fog and the statue was also much smaller than anticipated.
If you haven't seen it before or interacted with its reality, the statue is much less impressive than you think it is if you're the same person as me. It's not the size of a skyscraper. It's not that well proportioned. 70% of the statue is its base and the statue starts large and ends in a tiny head that doesn't look that intimidating.
I know the French spent a long time on it, but I just think they could have done better if they'd drawn up a sketch first or spent more time planning.
Anyway. After that anticlimactic intro, we hit up all the big scenes -- the Twin Towers Memorial, the Empire State Building, the New York Public Library, Grand Central Terminal (not Station, don't you dare), the Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Cathedral, Central Park, Chinatown, Times Square.
It was a blast.
By three in the afternoon we were ready to call it quits but we chugged some iced tea, rested in the toy store that the one in Home Alone 2 was based on, and pressed through until the 10:30 ferry granted our aching feet a reprieve.
All this to say, we had a pretty good trip.
And my boss has all but guaranteed that I will be putting in 40 hours for both of the next two weeks, right up until I leave. And given scheduling history, I'll probably be working on my birthday. And my day off this next week is going to be a cleaning day.
All this to say, New York City was the last little hurrah of my Ocean City experience.
And also to say that I'm still not over the fact that people are finishing their jobs now and I still have to work for two more weeks and they're going to be having fun times and every day all I can think about at work is, "Oh great, a bunch of hours of boredom and then tomorrow there's going to be more boredom." And there appears to be no chance for ministry or entertainment at work so I become bitter and resentful by like 8:30 AM.
All this to say, I've identified another heart issue to work on.
In other news, I'm also starting to gear up for not being at Ocean City anymore in a couple weeks and the weeks right after project seem incredibly scary because I know that when I come off of the high of being in such tight and constant community, I'm going to feel dead and apathetic and I'm going to waste the time that I could spend reading all those good Christian books that I'm not reading now.
But then the weeks after that when we hit campus again and can dig back into the community of friends that we've already gone deep with and can start doing ministry with the incoming freshmen seem like awesome weeks and so I would go so far as to say my feelings about the future are ambivalent.
That's not correct grammar.
I would go so far as to say I'm ambivalent about the future.
Good night.
If you haven't seen it before or interacted with its reality, the statue is much less impressive than you think it is if you're the same person as me. It's not the size of a skyscraper. It's not that well proportioned. 70% of the statue is its base and the statue starts large and ends in a tiny head that doesn't look that intimidating.
I know the French spent a long time on it, but I just think they could have done better if they'd drawn up a sketch first or spent more time planning.
Anyway. After that anticlimactic intro, we hit up all the big scenes -- the Twin Towers Memorial, the Empire State Building, the New York Public Library, Grand Central Terminal (not Station, don't you dare), the Rockefeller Center, St. Patrick's Cathedral, Central Park, Chinatown, Times Square.
It was a blast.
By three in the afternoon we were ready to call it quits but we chugged some iced tea, rested in the toy store that the one in Home Alone 2 was based on, and pressed through until the 10:30 ferry granted our aching feet a reprieve.
All this to say, we had a pretty good trip.
And my boss has all but guaranteed that I will be putting in 40 hours for both of the next two weeks, right up until I leave. And given scheduling history, I'll probably be working on my birthday. And my day off this next week is going to be a cleaning day.
All this to say, New York City was the last little hurrah of my Ocean City experience.
And also to say that I'm still not over the fact that people are finishing their jobs now and I still have to work for two more weeks and they're going to be having fun times and every day all I can think about at work is, "Oh great, a bunch of hours of boredom and then tomorrow there's going to be more boredom." And there appears to be no chance for ministry or entertainment at work so I become bitter and resentful by like 8:30 AM.
All this to say, I've identified another heart issue to work on.
In other news, I'm also starting to gear up for not being at Ocean City anymore in a couple weeks and the weeks right after project seem incredibly scary because I know that when I come off of the high of being in such tight and constant community, I'm going to feel dead and apathetic and I'm going to waste the time that I could spend reading all those good Christian books that I'm not reading now.
But then the weeks after that when we hit campus again and can dig back into the community of friends that we've already gone deep with and can start doing ministry with the incoming freshmen seem like awesome weeks and so I would go so far as to say my feelings about the future are ambivalent.
That's not correct grammar.
I would go so far as to say I'm ambivalent about the future.
Good night.
The Statue of Liberty is bigger if you're smaller. You should plan to see it when you're 4 and then never see it again.
ReplyDeleteYou 'get' to work for 2 more weeks -- hang in there! Maybe we can actually talk after people leave -- or in two week -- hopefully soon!
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