From NYC Streets to Thanksgiving Feasts: Memories to Cherish - Week 14
Week 14 has come to an end, and what a whirlwind it was! For the first time, I visited New York City. From Monday to Wednesday, I explored the city with my slightly annoying but ultimately nice German friend. Together, we squeezed in as much as possible, and every moment was in some ways a adventure.
On Monday morning, we started the day with a hearty breakfast at a local café near my friend’s house before being dropped off at the train station. The train ride into the city was filled with anticipation. First time traveling to a big city without the comforts of my father. Once we arrived, we headed straight to the American Museum of Natural History. It was fascinating; dinosaurs, space exhibits, and endless halls of knowledge. Afterward, we wandered through Central Park, soaking in its calm amidst the city chaos, before venturing into the streets of Manhattan. The day flew by, and soon it was time to check into our hotel. A short rest later, we headed out for dinner at a fine dining establishment near times square.
Tuesday was a marathon day of sightseeing. We began in Brooklyn with breakfast bagels at a charming spot, then strolled across an almost empty Brooklyn Bridge. The views of the skyline were stunning—it’s something you can’t fully appreciate in photos. From there, we visited Ground Zero, a humbling and emotional experience. We also explored the Financial District, where the towering buildings and busy streets gave off a very “New York” vibe. Between landmarks like the Flatiron Building and some light shopping, it at times felt like we’d stepped into a movie.
On Wednesday, we made the most of our last day in the city. We visited a mall, popped into smaller boutiques, and explored even more neighborhoods. Walking around felt endless, but I loved every step. The sheer scale of the city amazed me—it’s a place where you can feel both energized and small at the same time. Reflecting on the trip, I wish Arvid could have joined us. Having close friends there makes it even more special and the memories more valuable.
The second half of the week brought a different kind of joy: my first American Thanksgiving. My teammate’s family, the Stranges, welcomed me into their home, and it was everything I needed after months away from my own family. The food was incredible—homemade and far better than the repetitive cafeteria meals I’ve grown tired of. More importantly, the warmth of a family gathering made me feel more at home.
Friday was all about Black Friday, a tradition I’ve always heard about but never experienced. We headed to a packed mall, and it was chaotic but fun to see the madness unfold. The crowds were intense, but I couldn’t help but enjoy the buzz of people hunting for deals.
Saturday and Sunday were slower, giving me time to reflect on the week. By Sunday afternoon, we were back in Wheeling. As much as I loved the trip, it was a relief to return to my bed and my friends.
This week was a blend of big-city adventures and heartwarming family moments. I’ll never forget my first time in New York or my first Thanksgiving. Both reminded me of how much there is to explore and how grateful I am for the experiences I’m having here.
A big thanks to the Strange family—I’m truly grateful for your warm hospitality and for sharing a piece of your culture with me.
