Bird Poo and Paintings - NYC Day 2

I woke up at 7 am this morning… then again at 7:05, then 7:15 then 7:20… so on and so forth and then finally got my lazy self out of bed. I felt like a bad ass when I popped in my headphones (not AirPods so “bad ass” points went down a bit) and started my trek down 85th street toward the subway… I knew exactly where I was and didn’t get lost (more than twice!) I took the train down to 51st because last time in New York I saw a bunch of hot banker dudes so I figured if I walked down in that area for a while (you know, outside all those big buildings like Capital One or whatever,) my chances of finding a hot, financially stable man would increase at least a few percent! (JUST KIDDING… kinda :)

After my little adventure through the city, a bird took a nice, big dump on my head. I reacted you know, as any normal human being - overly dramatic, freaking out, and calling every other address in my phone book to make sure that even People magazine could write a 6 page spread on this mishap. I went back to the apartment, let me rephrase that, I attempted to go back to the apartment. I walked about 3 blocks past the apartment and called Izzy in a panic like AHHHH WHEERE ARE YOU and well, I think I fit right in with the mmmm, “eclectic” mix of New Yorkers. I finally got home and we trekked to the grocery store (not really it was a block away) and BRO let me just tell you, New York grocery stores are something else. First off, I don’t think there is any place in New York that isn’t busy, but I felt like I was in the trauma center of an ER. People were grabbing at apples like they were ruptured organs and stuffing their baskets as if they were trying to block a bleeding aorta (note: I dropped pre-med and bio a while ago SO if that made no sense… well it isn’t my problem ha ha ha!!!)

We ate some breakfast and then Izzy and I got our cultured side on and hit up the Met. I will be quite honest, when I found out the MET didn’t stand for “Massive Extra Terrestrials” I was very disappointed. I was expecting to come in and see some ginormous ET bones hanging above the museum (like the dinosaur at the Natural History Museum for those of you who, I guess, just don’t care about art… weirdos). Yah, so I went in the building and was utterly shocked when there were no signs of government agencies with star wars masks and signs pointing towards Area 51. The art that actually was there was cool, I guess. If you’re into like extreme talent and ability to utilize natural resources to create history and beauty… not my thing but you do you (I hope y’all know I’m kidding… I love art! I was a finger painting protegé starting at age 4!!!)

In all seriousness (rare, so you’re welcome) the Met was absolutely incredible. Izzy and I spent around 3 hours there and took lots of artsy photos (hehe, solid wordplay if you missed it) as well as observing the already artistic amazing-ness compiled over thousands of years (!!!!) After the Met, we hit up Trader Joe’s (aka heaven on earth). Ok, you’re probably thinking, “Woah, these girls go to a lot of grocery stores!” and true, I’ll give you that one but… ummm… ok, I’ve got nothing - we did go to two grocery stores in one day and that may be a bit much. It’s beside the point though. We got food for lunch… and I use that term very loosely considering we ate “lunch” at 4:40. After “lunch”, I’m just going to call it linner, we did some work. Which consisted of Izzy doing actual work and me watching Legally Blonde with a word document open that had my name at the top - EXHAUSTING !!!!

After our tiring work session, Claudia came back home and we walked down to a cute little park on the East river for photo shoot and it was just past golden hour and the sky was cotton candy pink and a soft lavender with sun shining through all the buildings and sparkling on the water and I know this is a run-on sentence but wow it was GORGEOUS!! Per-tradition in the Claudia & Roommates House, Monday from 8-10 pm is blocked out for the Bachelor! This week is a 2 night finale and ladies and gentlemen there was, there is, and there WILL BE DRAMA! We got Shake Shack (which I’m sorry In n Out but Shake Shack has gluten free buns and they are DANK!) Izzy and I sprinted back with the Shake Shack to keep it warm and then we all plopped down on the couch stuffing our face with fries and burgers and laughing at Colton crying over a girl who doesn’t love him… yay for reality TV (I can laugh because I did that yesterday, and last week, oh wait I’ve done that a lot - I feel ya Colton :/)

All of that and those adventures: bird poo, the Met (even though it didn’t have aliens walking around :/), Shake Shack, Colton’s relatable experiences, our obsession with grocery stores, and our whack meal schedule made for a very solid day. 10/10 would recommend! Tune in tomorrow for DAY 3 of Izzy and Shae in Why is New York So Expensive: Proceeds to Buy Everything

Izzy’s daily summary: My knees feel like they’re internally bleeding. my sister’s pants make my butt look big. The Met was (and i quote) “pretty cool” I feel like I can communicate to the pigeon’s here very well they just get me and really just understand the things going on (shae’s interjection: is that the reason one pooped on me? izzy are you trying to say something???). My sister is cooler than I ever thought she was (Claudia get that framed) and SCENE !