Its summer in New York, and its BLOODY HOT. And sticky, and sweaty and smelly. You'd think I'd be used to it having grown up in Singapore. But nope, its quite different. Singapore is one big air-conditioner. New York...not so much. Walking around in August is a bit like having 10 people blast you all over with hot-air hair dryers. At full blast.But enough of the complaining...I know I'll be wishing it was just like this once it goes down to sub-zero in the winter.
This is a typical summer scene. I know, I know, its a terrible waste of water. But it'll still make you smile when you see it because everyone's having such a damn good time and you know you're going to do a quick dash in and out yourself. And you can't hear it, but there's some pumpin' salsa coming out of that car the woman's sitting on too.

1 comment:
Yah, NYC in August sucks. But DC sucks even more. By the way, ABOUT TIME you posted... man, lazy blogger alert! ;-)
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