








On Monday my sister and I took a ferry to Staten Island just to enjoy the breeze and take in a breathtaking view of the Statue of Liberty and New York City itself. We now can say that we have explored the city by foot, subway, and even water. After the ride, we decided to stop by the famous Wall Street since we were nearby and then took a nap in a nearby graveyard (sounds creepy yes, but everyone else was doing so, too). For some reason, Wall Street made me think of Europe with its pretty architecture and stone streets. And because we've been waiting all week to do so, we finally hit up the Brooklyn Bridge and walked its entire length to Brooklyn Heights. The bridge was a beautiful web of architectural wonderment. The design of its cables took my breath away and the view of the city from it made me long to someday call New York City my home. I don't even remember what it's like to live in California anymore, I must say. Life back home just seems so boring in comparison to here. NYC just has this hold on my sister and I, and we both now that our future lies here. We leave to go home on Saturday morning and I don't even want to think about it, but I know something will bring us back soon for good!














































