"The city never sleeps better slip you an Ambien"

Truer words have never been spoken. This city really never does sleep. Friday night a bunch of girls went to see Sex and the City. I LOVED it and it was so cool to watch it in the city. Saturday the program organized a bus tour of the city, which turned out to be fun. I was kind of iffy on whether or not I'd enjoy it because it seemed like such a touristy thing to do, but getting to see all of the sights without walking around is fine by me anyday. We ended in Times Square and ate lunch at the Hardrock Cafe. The meal was paid for but we only had four options to choose from: hamburger, cheeseburger, veggie burger, or chicken caeser salad. Considering I don't like hamburgers, I was left with the salad. In New York, it's state law to put the calories on the menus, and it really makes you think about what you're about to eat. Well, the salad was more calories than the burgers. After lunch, my two suitmates, Allison, Heather, and I walked up to Central Park and around Columbus Circle. That night we went to dinner at the Riviera Cafe in Greenwich Village. And of course we stopped to get FroYo at Pinkberry on our way back to the dorm.

Sunday, a big group of us went to the Lexington Street Festival. It's great place to sample greasy food (no calories listed) and do some bargain shopping. After that, Allison and I went shopping around SoHo. Which reminds me that on our bus tour, the guide informed all Texans that Houston street is pronounced 'How-stun.' SoHo is the area south of Houston street while NoHo is north. We stopped by Magnolia Bakery and bought four cupcakes each. We just couldn't contain ourselves. We also saw some paparazzi chasing down who we think was Whitney Port. Just around the block from Magnolia was Carrie Bradshaw's apartment. It was absolutely adorable. That night we went to Caliente Cab and had some great Mexican food. I would go back now in a heartbeat. Today, a group from the program went to Coney Island, which from Union Square is about a 45 minute subway ride. Oh and let me tell you, chivalry is dead in New York City. I stood the entire way. Once we finally arrived at Coney Island, it was CrAzYyYyY. It was opening weekend and Memorial Day. My roomates and I didn't stay very long. The lines for the rides were miles long and the beach was packed. One week down and I am exhausted.