Snowy Train Stations

After sleeping at Brittany’s house, I wonder home to Jersey City on so many different trains. The snowfall on the Gravers station made a lovely moment for me, the lone awaiting passenger, to snap a few photos. It’s a shame that station house has been closed and mothballed, it’s a great piece of architecture.

Dance Alumni

Jason, Miriam, and Scott, reunited. As I do, I have returned to Drexel so I may watch my younger, bendier, gracefuller successors in the Dance Ensemble perform their twice-annual concert. Many alumni attend, not only to enjoy the show itself, but to show solidarity for the present crop of dancers. This time around, James, Diane, [...]

Violins on the Subway

Usually, I ignore subway performers, and dismiss them as a noisy interruption of my already noisy sequence of interruptions on my commute. But when two white boys with violins roll up, I think it’s worthy of removing my headphones. Very nice.

No Longer Empty: Never Can Say Goodbye

After an exhausting week, I stepped out with Craig and Lisa to the grand re-opening of Tower Records for the Never Can Say Goodbye event, hosted by No Longer Empty, an arts advocacy group that revamps abandoned and closed spaces, often with an artsy twist. Got to see old Drexel pals Naomi (who helped organise [...]

Out With The Guys

The rugby team, that is. Made the long, cold journey to the Upper East Side for a night of music and comedy. A team fundraiser/bonding experience. Even after all this time, it’s odd to see the fellas dressed in street clothes. Like when I was a lifeguard, or on the dance ensemble. The phrase “I’m [...]

Nick and Karen’s Wedding

Years after Nick and I were flatmates at that quirky art school in the south of England, I attend his wedding. Nick and Karen met in Boston, and although they’ve since moved to California, they returned to their home city for the nuptial ceremonials. For the second night in a row, Boston is blanketed in [...]

Lauren’s House

Through the snow and wind of January, I journey to Boston, for the wedding of grad school flatmate Nick, and his lady Karen. Lauren, my old high school chum, has graciously offered to put me up for the night, thus saving me the hassle and costs of staying a hotel, which I forgot to reserve [...]

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