It was the winter of 2013 when I first arrived at John F. Kennedy Airport, in New York. I had never been to the bustling city before, but it was definitely somewhere I had wanted to visit for a while. The crisp, cool air from a recent snowfall felt chilly, especially for someone who was used to the constant weather in southern California. However, I actually grew to love the snow. There was something about the winter season that just entranced me and allowed me to experience something completely refreshing for the first time. I definitely think one of the highlights from my first trip was visiting the United Nations. I remember all the flagpoles placed outside and the tour guide asking what the name of the last country was. At the time, I literally guessed the first letter of a country that started with the letter Z: Zimbabwe. It turns out I was right and was utterly shocked. I think that the Global Issues class, I had been taking my freshman year of high school, had paid off. For New York City itself as a whole, there was never a dull moment when walking around shops or streets. The subways were a great way to see certain views of the city and explore new places. The Max Brenner restaurant was another place that I truly enjoyed.
It was like Willy Wonka’s Chocolate Factory, all put into a single restaurant. Practically everything had chocolate included in the menu, not just the desserts. The parks in the city were a really awesome place to see a night view of the city from afar. I also had fun doing snowball fights with my cousins. The bridges were also spectacular to walk on since you could see so much from the center of them.