Original Writing Of New York City Essay

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I used to believe that your first time in New York City was the perfect opportunity to be whomever you want, eat whatever you want, and see whatever you want. I imagined my first experiences in the city that never sleeps to be something Carrie Bradshaw would write about and Serena Van Der Woodsen would be proud of. I pictured myself hailing taxis by doing that cool whistling thing with my fingers and eating at restaurants with only the finest of cuisines. I dreamed about strutting down Madison Ave. in oversized sunglasses, arms filled with shopping bags from Chanel, Gucci, Chloè, and Hermès. But the second I step out of my cab from the LaGuardia airport and into a heaping pill of dog s***, reality was waiting to slap me in the face.
After I had managed to clean off my shoe I was back in action. Not even unfortunately positioned dog poop could ruin this trip for me. I was too excited to see our hotel for the next 3 days. My friends and I had booked this trip as a girl’s weekend getaway. We had meticulously planned out everything from our hotel to the museums we wanted to explore and the stores we wanted to shop in. Our hotel was in the heart of the hustle and bustle of the city at The Bentley. Online each room had its own modern design with crisp white linens accented by blood red walls, complimented by oversized windows with stunning views of the East River and Manhattan Bridge. In person, the rooms were cramped and smelled like mildew, the sheets had peculiar stains,…

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