I had gone to The Met with Aliou, Kevin, Mike, as well as a friend of mine visiting from Buffalo State University, Pat. We took the 6 train from the school together after Sociology. To my surprise, I learned that you can pay any amount as an entry fee to the Met. Despite them having suggested, to pay $25 for entry, the option to pay a penny instead is a much more attractive offer. We had seen a statue of a head. The head was broken. I don’t know who broke it, I don’t know when it was broken, but the statue still looks pretty good where it wasn’t broken. We took a picture in front of this statue as it was impressively crafted through the sculpting work. Afterwards, we continued onward to see some more of the exhibits The MET had to offer. After our interest had been expended, we then retreated to the entrance and began to devise how we would be able to sell the tickets we were still in possession of. After determining it was overall a bad good idea, we debated as to where we would all go out to eat. My friend from Buffalo had a bus to catch back up to Buffalo shortly after our visit. So we decided to part with the rest of the group and proceeded to get onto the nearest uptown six train entrance to get to my dorm. We grabbed some Taco Bell very quickly, had a surprise visit, and then made our way to Port Authority with all of his luggage, which included 8 large fully packed mason jars of pasta sauce, 2 pounds of cheese, and a number of delicious Italian cold cuts. I was the one who had to carry these items in a bag. Needless to say after holding all that for over an hour, that hand was decimated.

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