I arrived in New York City Friday night with two friends joining me on the trip, Annie Schoenecker and Ashly Stewart. We finally arrived in our hostel after tracking down a stolen piece of luggage (simple case of mistaken identity) and grabbing a shuttle to push our way through Friday rush hour. Then we took off for the Time’s Square to watch the UO Duck game at ESPN Zone.
It’s been almost 7 years since I’ve seen Time’s Square at night, and I forgot how paralyzing the energy is. I say this after having gone to Las Vegas less than a month ago. There are so many lights, motion, ads, text, music, video, ticker tape, traffic and people it seems futuristic. It’s hard to distinguish where you are. The buildings disappear into one another and everything blends together while vibrating for your attention. It’s sensory overload but still somehow exhilarating (at least for a while). One Duck victory, a few beers and some subway navigation later, we were back at our hostel snuggling cozily (6/room) in our twin beds preparing ourselves for the coming art-filled day in New York City.
