Natalie (the girl I should have met before now- same school, same major, same church, etc.), Emily (Natalie's suitemate from London), Jessica (one of my suitemates) and I headed down to Times Square for our first Broadway show of the summer.Tony award-winning August: Osage County was our pick and it was a good one! I had heard great things from others who had been to the play. I didn't know much of anything about the plot, but it's Broadw

Saturday, I trekked up to Harlem to the gym I joined thanks to Meghan, one of the girls I lived with for those first 2 weeks. She is out of the city on a trip to Italy for some time in June so I paid her to use a month of her gym membership- a great way to get around the costly start-up fee at most establishments. I have really enjoyed getting into a routine of attending a couple of classes each night after work and then on Saturday mornings. It's something to do on weeknights and makes me feel better about myself since this new lifestyle of sitting at a desk for hours on end doesn't get me moving around much like walking from class to class on campus. The classes range from the Total Body Conditioning with Gussie- a Jamaican fellow who I swear was a dancer in his former life, Spinning- a stationary biking class with Margot where we ride "hills" by increasing resistance on the bikes (wannabe RAGBRAI, ha!), Core Conditioning with CiCi, Boxing, and even Pre-Season Sports Conditioning- a class that took me back to my days as a high school athlete with agility drills, weaving in and out of those orange cones, and getting low to shuffle back and forth like we were training to play defense in a basketball game. Something we didn't have at Ogden High School were treadmills, each with their own TV and spot for you to plug in your earphones to catch something on the tube while your run for a few miles. I miss being able to run outside, but this will have to do until I get back to a place where there aren't crowds of people on the sidewalks everywhere you go.
Saturday afternoon, Natalie and I caught a different subway train (that went UNDER the river-weird!) and made our way over to Brooklyn. It is odd to go down into a subway stop and when you come back up, the landscape is completely diff
We decided to finish off the afternoon by visiting the Brooklyn Bridge. We caught yet another subway and headed back over to the Manhattan side and walked across the classic icon of New York City. The most exciting part of all this was the fact that my camera arrived in the mail on Saturday morning so I was finally able to photograph the things I saw during my outings! We headed down to a hole-in-the-wall Mexican restaurant near our residence called Blockheads. It was nice to dine with the roommates and new friends!
With one of my suitemates, Jessica at Blockheads
Sunday morning we went down to the Times Square area again to check out a church that actually meets in The New York Times building. Jen Spencer, an Iowa State alum and past roommate of an Ogdenite, was our connection to the church- C3 Manhattan(Christian City Church). It had a congregation of young adults and a service that was satisfiying to the soul. It was great to be in an environment that even though the people were unfamiliar, the music and teachings were like church in Ames.
Sunday night was spent on the phone catching up with family back home. I walked around the 5th Ave area as I talked to Grandma Jolliffe who had so many questions we kept up convers

Besides the pictures I have mixed into the text of this post, here are a few more from the weekend:
Baseball "field" in Brooklyn with the Mahanttan skyline in the background (Can you tell I'm missing my usual summer dose of baseball with the brothers back home?)
Harry Potter purse
Natalie and I with our purchases from the craft fair-hand purses!
Landscape of the Williamsburg neighborhood in Brooklyn
On the Brooklyn Bridge
The date on the bridge said 1875
I risked my life for this picture- standing in the bike lane on the bridge where the bikers ride like they're in the Tour de France!
Natalie and I on the Brooklyn Bridge
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