Anyway, on Monday, after walking literally all over the city with a friend from high school (he is the best tour guide and it was so worth the foot pain, by the way), I made it to the MoMA to browse a few floors and say hello to some of my favorite paintings.
I was fangirling so hard, I just get really excited about musicals.
Birthright. Oh, Reuben! Thank you dragging me around to a part of the city I had not yet been and introducing me to the best corned beef sandwich I've had in New York (Zingerman's in Michigan is still my favorite tho) and serving as witness as I drank an entire beer for the first time (it was peachy, and thus relatively delicious) and giving me insight into what goes on inside the brains of young men.
It was a fun, fun time. A whirlwind of fun-ness. I feel like this post is just a repeat of my Instagrams post, but it's my blog and I'll beat a dead horse if I want to! (I am sorry for using that cliché, though)
In my next post, I shall barrage you with photos of baseball at Yankee Stadium. Prepare your eyeballs.