In any case, the journey was rather uneventful, after about 7 hours or so, we finally sighted New York City. I must admit, upon disembarking, I was immediately engulfed in a whirlwind of activity. Our bus journey ends at the Port Authority Station, but for many New Yorkers, this is the start of theirs, and at around 730am in the morning, it was soon to be the start of rush hour. The fact that it was a massive complex did not help me much at all. Even with a map, it took a while to get out of the building and get my bearings right. Once I did, I realized that New York was a city that's laid out very methodically. Every street, every avenue; its all numbered very orderly and intuitively, which is more than what I can say for many cities,even my own.
For me, it was not too difficult to navigate once I got the hang of it. "Vertically" was the avenues while "horizontally" was the streets. In other words, they function like a grid pattern to identify any location, For instance, Times Square is at 7th Avenue off 42nd Street. So all I had to do was go "down" the map to "42" once I found "7th". I walked to a few places, the Empire State building, Rockefeller Center, Grand Central,etc. It was quite awe-inspiring to me, with all the humongous buildings and all, only problem I had was with the wind. For some reason, although the temperature was(only) about -1degrees celsius, it felt a lot colder than Montreal due to the stronger winds, which was ironic because being in a city, I would have thought the tall buildings would have served as an effective barrier.
In any case, I got quite tired walking around the midtown area, no thanks in part to the sleepless night I had to endure on the Greyhound, so by around 4pm, I found a hostel to rest my feet. Thats where I am typing these now. I guess I won't be going out in the night, but I should be going out bright and early tomorrow. Got to check out the financial district as well as what everyone should see when they come to New York City; the Statue of Liberty. After that, I should just be in time to catch the Greyhound back to Berri-Uqam station in Montreal. For now, my feet are sore and I'm exhausted. I'll probably be turning in soon.
Here's to the last night in New York!