Today we spent the day leisurely wandering around the city in anticipation of a fantastic fireworks show in the evening. Although we spread out into separate groups for the day, I think it's safe to say that anyone who watched the fireworks show kind of witnessed a miracle.
As my group and I made our way from Central Park to the Natural History Museum to the Hudson River, all of the crowded subway rides and muscle soreness were definitely worth an incredible day. As we've been adjusting to the fast pace and intense feel of the city, we have learned that everyone always has some place to be and every single person has his or her own needs in mind at all times. However, as we searched for a shady spot along 12th avenue about four hours before the fireworks show, I realized something different about the city. As more and more people surrounded us and we crowded together to squeeze in even more people, everyone seemed to be friendlier. Groups of people made conversation with other groups of people, and everyone came together, literally and figuratively, for that 25 minutes of pure amazement.
I suppose it's comforting to know that even in a city full of honking horns, blaring city lights, and an incredibly diverse population, something as simple as a fireworks show along the Hudson can bring an entire city together to celebrate the fact that we are all here in this wonderful city.
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