<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:00:07.105-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Experiences in New York City</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-6777795416982096076</id><published>2008-05-10T21:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T22:23:37.451-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crafts from all over the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upper West Side Street Fair&lt;/span&gt; @ 86th and Broadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowls and bracelets from Thailand&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ5yGYmmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xkUVN97QyU4/s1600-h/0504081730-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198976721460041746" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ5yGYmmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xkUVN97QyU4/s320/0504081730-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wooden roses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KGYml-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VnOJ6DlZzkQ/s1600-h/0504081729-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198974934753646562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KGYml-I/AAAAAAAAAGc/VnOJ6DlZzkQ/s320/0504081729-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KWYml_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Uf1liJTZ1A/s1600-h/0504081737-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198974939048613874" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KWYml_I/AAAAAAAAAGk/9Uf1liJTZ1A/s320/0504081737-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peruvian quilt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KmYmmAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/I2gegWcvdlw/s1600-h/0504081755-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198974943343581186" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ4KmYmmAI/AAAAAAAAAGs/I2gegWcvdlw/s320/0504081755-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-6777795416982096076?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6777795416982096076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=6777795416982096076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6777795416982096076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6777795416982096076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/crafts-from-all-over-world.html' title='Crafts from all over the world'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ5yGYmmBI/AAAAAAAAAG0/xkUVN97QyU4/s72-c/0504081730-00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-2613172581518599477</id><published>2008-05-09T08:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-10T21:33:29.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Fairs around the City</title><content type='html'>Once nice weather hits the streets of New York, you can find a lot of things going on. I don’t mean that nothing happens in the city during winter time. It’s just that outdoor events are more common in summer time, for example the street fairs, where people find food, music, crafts, and many other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Upper West Side Street Fair at &lt;/span&gt;W 86th and Broadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ002Yml5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZBmBHcq6dK4/s1600-h/0504081735-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198971271146542994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ002Yml5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZBmBHcq6dK4/s320/0504081735-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01GYml6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/vpynsCmQiTA/s1600-h/0504081751-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198971275441510306" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01GYml6I/AAAAAAAAAF8/vpynsCmQiTA/s320/0504081751-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01GYml7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kb_U6m3H3ek/s1600-h/0504081738-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198971275441510322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01GYml7I/AAAAAAAAAGE/kb_U6m3H3ek/s320/0504081738-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01WYml8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/WtgrBbrjeh8/s1600-h/0504081719-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198971279736477634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ01WYml8I/AAAAAAAAAGM/WtgrBbrjeh8/s320/0504081719-00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-2613172581518599477?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2613172581518599477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=2613172581518599477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/2613172581518599477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/2613172581518599477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/05/street-fairs-around-city.html' title='Street Fairs around the City'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCZ002Yml5I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ZBmBHcq6dK4/s72-c/0504081735-01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-5447905086789889981</id><published>2008-04-12T17:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-09T11:27:51.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer is coming!!!!</title><content type='html'>After wearing big heavy jackets everyday, this is how New Yorkers welcome hot days in Central Park. Isn't it nice to go outside and enjoy the sun?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOd2Yml1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8PsyFq0W-LE/s1600-h/new+album+138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198436513358452562" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOd2Yml1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8PsyFq0W-LE/s320/new+album+138.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198436521948387170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOeWYml2I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CBz8BogqQr0/s320/new+album+134.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOemYml3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/P-98ua3m9iI/s1600-h/new+album+137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5198436526243354482" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOemYml3I/AAAAAAAAAFk/P-98ua3m9iI/s320/new+album+137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-5447905086789889981?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/5447905086789889981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=5447905086789889981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/5447905086789889981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/5447905086789889981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/do-you-know-what-these-pics-have-to-do.html' title='Summer is coming!!!!'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/SCSOd2Yml1I/AAAAAAAAAFU/8PsyFq0W-LE/s72-c/new+album+138.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-9159992658843452517</id><published>2008-04-09T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T17:23:44.401-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do you live in New York?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R_zzzYErGcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UmKJRbBPYA4/s1600-h/nyc+APPLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187288934784899522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R_zzzYErGcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UmKJRbBPYA4/s200/nyc+APPLE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R_zzjYErGbI/AAAAAAAAAFE/3pk3YTZy7h8/s1600-h/nyc+APPLE.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know you might have a lot of answers for this question but, do you have a real reason for living in this city? I'm sure you do, but if you don't, here are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nymag.com/news/articles/reasonstoloveny/"&gt;123 Reasons to Love New York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, what's your reason?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-9159992658843452517?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/9159992658843452517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=9159992658843452517' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/9159992658843452517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/9159992658843452517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/why-do-you-live-in-new-york.html' title='Why do you live in New York?'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R_zzzYErGcI/AAAAAAAAAFM/UmKJRbBPYA4/s72-c/nyc+APPLE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-861843606362814532</id><published>2008-03-27T09:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T13:34:51.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Music Under NY"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R-0_iIErGaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VyqAQ4Mt5oU/s1600-h/094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182868601688496546" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R-0_iIErGaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VyqAQ4Mt5oU/s200/094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oh yeah. You’ve probably seen so many artists performing in NYC train stations. Some of them get actually on the train (distracting you from reading or listening to your own music), and others offer a “mini concert” on the train platform. Well that’s the case of this guy, Peter Joseph Paul and many other bands that play each Saturday and Sunday at 42th St- Times Square. Like many other musical groups, he is a contributor to the "musical culture of New York City" promoted by the &lt;a href="http://www.mta.info/mta/aft/muny/"&gt;MTA&lt;/a&gt;. I just think it's nice how the city and the &lt;a href="http://www.mta.info/mta/aft/muny/"&gt;MTA&lt;/a&gt; give all these artists an opportunity to show their talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Peter Joseph Paul, One Man Band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RdMVa9L__2U&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RdMVa9L__2U&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-861843606362814532?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/861843606362814532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=861843606362814532' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/861843606362814532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/861843606362814532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/03/music-under-ny.html' title='&quot;Music Under NY&quot;'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R-0_iIErGaI/AAAAAAAAAE8/VyqAQ4Mt5oU/s72-c/094.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-6823207265935778994</id><published>2008-03-06T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T09:27:12.839-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Homeless people in  NYC.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R9AYQMo02SI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eY7jZ2rGGMw/s1600-h/083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5174662638398134562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R9AYQMo02SI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eY7jZ2rGGMw/s200/083.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;79th St &amp;amp; Broadway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It's not surprising to find homeless people everywhere in NYC. I particularly feel sorry for this man (picture above) every time I see him on my way to work. I can't believe it! For almost three years I've seen him in the same place. At first I thought nobody cared about his situation, but then I realized about the number of institutions and coalitions dedicated to help people like him. To me it seems like he really wants to live like that, otherwise he could accept pleople's help to have a better life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-6823207265935778994?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6823207265935778994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=6823207265935778994' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6823207265935778994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6823207265935778994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/03/homeless-people-in-nyc.html' title='Homeless people in  NYC.'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R9AYQMo02SI/AAAAAAAAAEs/eY7jZ2rGGMw/s72-c/083.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-8547555098242591152</id><published>2008-02-21T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T09:33:09.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ESL... A Traumatic Experience!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R721rEdu_KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L8ZdYjUzKIM/s1600-h/esl3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169487698828655778" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R721rEdu_KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L8ZdYjUzKIM/s200/esl3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I’m sure it was very tough for many people who didn’t speak English to learn this language. However, for me it wasn’t just hard, it was a traumatic experience. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember when I just started going to my English courses at La Guardia CC. I had this professor who liked to talk to each student individually the first day of class. When it was my turn I “tried” to tell her I felt uncomfortable being in the third level and I wanted to move one level down. (I don’t know why they put me on this advanced level if I only knew a few words).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the thing is that after she finally figured out what I was trying to say, she started talking and talking and… talking (only God knows what she said). I was just looking at her asking myself, “Doesn’t she notice I’m not getting any word coming out of her mouth?” (After all, that was the reason for which I wanted to change the level). At the end I said “ok” to whatever she’d told me as if everything was clear to me, but when she looked at me, she noticed I was still confused, so she said slowly: “You… here… tomorrow… ok? When I heard that my face turned into a big smile, and it wasn’t because I actually wanted to be in that class, but because with four words I had finally understood what she said in ten minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-8547555098242591152?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/8547555098242591152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=8547555098242591152' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/8547555098242591152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/8547555098242591152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/esl-traumatic-experience.html' title='ESL... A Traumatic Experience!'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R721rEdu_KI/AAAAAAAAAEk/L8ZdYjUzKIM/s72-c/esl3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-7280796061439471471</id><published>2008-02-19T23:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T06:23:50.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Lonely in NYC</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7xIA0du--I/AAAAAAAAADM/gJYMz18Ch-8/s1600-h/Manhattan+in+Fall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169085651235044322" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7xIA0du--I/AAAAAAAAADM/gJYMz18Ch-8/s320/Manhattan+in+Fall.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;After a couple of weeks of living in New York City, I started to feel as if I didn’t really belong here. I had nobody to talk to. Although I lived with my parents and my sister, I missed all my relatives and my old friends. Of course I was in contact with them through the internet but that wasn’t enough for me. I needed them to be with me physically. For the first time in my life I felt this emptiness inside me, and I wished so deeply to go back to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was ironic to live in a big city with thousands of people, and still feel like you are alone. Seriously, it was just weird getting on crowded trains or walking on congested streets and being around people without saying a word. That gave me the impression that Americans were kind of “cold,” unlike the “friendly” people I used to see in my hometown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it took me a while to realize that “it’s New York!” People live in their own worlds. They have their own worries. They don’t have time for outsiders, and it’s not because they don’t care about them, it’s because that’s the way Americans see life (remember “time is money”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What’s good to know is that outsiders get used to that ideology. We just need time to familiarize ourselves with “American culture.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-7280796061439471471?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/7280796061439471471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=7280796061439471471' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/7280796061439471471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/7280796061439471471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/feeling-lonely-in-nyc.html' title='Feeling Lonely in NYC'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7xIA0du--I/AAAAAAAAADM/gJYMz18Ch-8/s72-c/Manhattan+in+Fall.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-2570234371040661433</id><published>2008-02-13T19:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-18T18:04:37.312-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Welcome to New York City"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7UzVUdu-5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AMEBFanC880/s1600-h/NewYorkState.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167092588841204626" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7UzVUdu-5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AMEBFanC880/s320/NewYorkState.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The first thing I noticed on the plane which was ready to land at JFK airport, was the beautiful view of the city. From my small window I could see an endless number of dark brown bloks, which were the buildings' roofs. There were also some green areas, but not as many as I thought I would find. The rest of the view was blue. Everything looked so perfect from up there, a perfect place to live in, with perfect buildings/houses, and perfect people...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, I heard the voice of the pilot over the itercom. From all the things he said I undestood nothing but one phrase: "Welcome to New York City." I was very excited to be in a new place however, I had this feeling which made me feel nervous and insecure, because everything I heard aroud me was people speaking in other language. At that time I barely undestood English, so for me not knowing the official language of this country became my biggest "problem," and that was just the beginning... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now enjoy the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yyr8h_z9KQw&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Yyr8h_z9KQw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-2570234371040661433?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/2570234371040661433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=2570234371040661433' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/2570234371040661433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/2570234371040661433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/welcome-to-new.html' title='&quot;Welcome to New York City&quot;'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0FJ-Cvt2Q2A/R7UzVUdu-5I/AAAAAAAAAB4/AMEBFanC880/s72-c/NewYorkState.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8773049732389988436.post-6672693020647098453</id><published>2008-02-06T10:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-06T10:57:46.650-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why do we use blogs?</title><content type='html'>We can use blogs for many things; to express our thoughts, to give an opinion about any or a particular matter, and to interact with people without knowing them.&lt;br /&gt;In  my case, I'll use this space to post experiences I've had since I came to New York. Some of them will be funny, even embarrassing. You'll see.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8773049732389988436-6672693020647098453?l=newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/feeds/6672693020647098453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8773049732389988436&amp;postID=6672693020647098453' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6672693020647098453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8773049732389988436/posts/default/6672693020647098453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://newexperiencesinnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/02/why-do-we-use-blogs.html' title='Why do we use blogs?'/><author><name>Annette S</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16202157880796467215</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
