I had been dreaming about visiting New York for a very long time, and I was bouncing up and down on my seat when the bus arrived at New York City’s Port Authority bus terminal. Just like a restless dog who just found out he was about to be taken for a walk, I couldn’t wait … More New York City: A First-Time Visitor’s Impression
Matt leaned forward and squinted at the clock on the dashboard through red, hazy eyes, stinging with fatigue. The yellow digital numbers danced at him as he yawned; 4:00am. He rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and looked outside the window of the taxi.