doodledee

I like big cities.
Actually, I should be careful.
I like great cities.
I like the type of cities that have their own personality. The type of cities that are so thick with character that they live on their own, becoming bigger than the sum of their parts. I like cities that don't empty out at night and that have unique neighborhoods and restaurants and shops. I like the buildings and the people and the diversity and the energy and the opportunity. I like acting like I live there and doing the stuff the locals do. I like strapping on my camera and doing the stuff tourists do. I like it all.
Minneapolis, despite all its pluses, is not a great city.
From what I hear, New York City is the greatest city in the world. Libby and I are going there for a vacation in a couple of weeks. I can't wait.
On a dumbass note, today when I got home and took off my shoes, I noticed that I had walked around all day with one sock on inside out. I am a huge dork. I hope no one in New York is reading this, they probably won't let me in.