Me and few friends went up to NYC and spend the weekend there. It’s been a tradition of mine to see the tree every year, and get in the Christmas spirit. Not sure it ever does anything spiritual, cause I always complained the overwhelming commercialism, yet I do it none the less. Well, it’s for the company of friends, and they make it worthwhile.
We all feel the tree this year is a little shorter then before, and no one like the new LED lights. It’s green for the environment, and they are intense in colors; hue and saturation are all the same. Which make the whole thing looks 2D. It’s like an oversized magazine photo freeze in time. This new LED bulbs just don’t bring life and shimmer to the tree like to the old fashion bulbs. Then again, the crowds distract you from the tree anyway.
I mean, I have no idea how many women’s boobs brushed against me. If I’m straight, I have no problems with that, except my toes kept run over by 10 million strollers. Few of my friends are mild mannered and have never saw such a large crowd, and when the teabag hits the hot water, they cursed and pushed people away! I was at awed to see their reaction so different than what I would expected. Not sure if I know them anymore.
Well, my 4 friends are staying next to central park in a room with 2 queen size beds, and since i’m the extra, they are kind enough to let me stay there too, which is the floor. With 2 thin sheets and generous 4 pillows, I spend a well supported, sleepless night shivering under the sheets with super cold dehumidified air sucking my mouth and nose dry. The next day, I got up with less then 1/2 hr sleep, with every inch of my muscles ache, my sinus all mess up and I end up with a fever. All these only cost me $100 after splitting the bill. From now on, I’ll never complain about Christmas in NYC, which I have just been bitch slapped by its Christmas spirit.