There is construction everywhere in this city. You cannot escape it. It becomes particularly noticeable on several occasions -- (1) you have a hangover; (2) you hear about scaffolding collapsing and killing someone, after which you immediately notice all of the scaffolding everywhere around you; and (3) you have a baby, finally get them down for a nap, and the noise starts (before 9am!!!).
Verdict: Hate New York (and again, it is not even 9am yet)
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