The Joys of Winter Break

College gives all time a weird, warped quality. Time flies during the year at school, except whilst studying, during certain lectures, and writing papers. Time seems to crawl and fly at the same time over breaks. I've been home nearly two weeks and have spent the majority of the time sleeping, eating, and making vague noises about actually exercising, but failing to do so. Today is New Year's Eve-- I go home in a little over a week.

Yesterday I went to the Museum of Natural History in the city. It's a very different experience for me to go there now, because I'm older-- I can see how much of it is meant for kids. I visited the Silk Road exhibit, which, while interesting, didn't teach me very much about the silk road that I didn't already know. That being said, it was nice to visit a museum and be in the city for a while. I realize more and more with each visit how much I love New York, from the throngs of people to the dull roar of the subways. I hope one day I can live there myself.

Earlier in the week I went with the family to the Bronx Zoo for our quasi-annual winter photography expedition, in which my father and I square off our cameras and take pictures of animals. He soundly schooled me this time around, but I think this is partially because he has vastly superior equipment and also because I had bad light to deal with. However, some shots turned out wonderfully.