On my second vacationing day, grandma Claire, her husband Alvin, my mom, my sister, and I (hereafter referred to as "we") headed to Greenwich Village for shoppings, eatings, and so forth. I loved this place; it had the real "city" feel I had been waiting for.
This place is littered with music stores, in addition to a plethora of clothing, book, novelty, and other fun stores. The place is bustling with different kinds of styles, and just walking around and window shopping was quite fun. There were even some toy stores that couldn't even be entered by anyone under 18. (Welcome to the adult world of New York, I guess) These stores were like BETTER THAN BEING IN JAPAN since they had all the neat gadgets one could find there, and more vintage, wacky, and other (!) cool stuff.
Of course, uh, even with the money my parents gave me for the trip, I didn't buy anything. Well, I did buy a pizza slice at Ray's, on the corner of St. Marks, which was like the most awesome slice of pizza I had ever had... and I CONSIDERED buying Clinton's autobio at Barnes and Noble down the street. Eh. But after a while, I got tired and sat lotus in some corner listening to TaQ, while waiting to meet up with the rest of my family. Actually, that was pretty fun, too, listening to the BEST MUSIC EVER and watching people walk by.
Rest of the day was spent waiting for my mom to stop shopping around vintage and novelty stores, so we could finally head out for the day. We rented Shrek since grandparents hadn't seen it, and they enjoyed it.
That amusement park trip for today was cancelled, but we're still hangin' with the family at a park near my uncle's house. So I'll check you fools on the flip.