I was recently asked if I had any big plans for my summer. As I stated earlier in one of my posts, I plan on working on my tan during the summer. I actually plan on making it to the beach at least once every two weeks and at least once a week to Central Park for some sunning; Central Park being less than five minutes walk from my apartment.
I have actually not made any big plans for the rest of the summer. I am going away this weekend to the Chicago suburbs for four days to celebrate my husband's nephew's high school graduation. After that, nothing else. To be quite honest, I don't want to do anything else. I would rather just spend the rest of the summer working, hanging out with my friends, playing some tennis, going to a concert or two, and doing the aforementioned tanning stints.
Summer in New York City is actually quite hazy, hot, and humid. It can be quite irritating too. Nevertheless, I love it. I love that half the City goes away on the weekends. I love watching people dash for the subways on Friday afternoons. I love watching them rush back on Sunday nights. I love watching the crowds gather at the checkout of Whole Foods. It's very frenetic and quite entertaining. At least to me it is.
After living in NYC for 13 years and spending every summer here, I am a part of it. I am a part of the stiffling humidity that bathes you in your own sweat. I am a part of the hot air, created by the incoming subway train, that blows in your face offering no respite from the underground heat. I am a part of the not-so-cool breezes blowing off the Hudson as I take that walk along Riverside Park or Chelsea Piers. I love it. I enjoy it. And, this summer, I plan on enjoying it even more. Later.