| Monday, March 17, 2008 |
07:29 - Look out, Itchy! He's Irish!
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Okay, I should have guessed something was up when I saw the train station this morning overrun by boisterous youths yelling raucously across the parking lot, urging each other to make the train, and not being able to figure out the ticketing machines or the fare system, rather than the usually stolid, hunched cluster of businesslike commuters this Monday morning. (Heh. "Usually", I say, after like a week of this. Already I'm developing a disdain for tourists. Hey, better take a picture of those tall buildings around you! Point that camera up at the sky! You totally don't look conspicuous!)
But when I got to Secaucus, that's when I noticed that the crowds in general were about three times the normal size, much younger, and all talking and laughing animatedly, and wearing lots of green and with little shamrock stickers on their cheeks and — oh. Right.
There are things one is just not prepared for in the New York lifestyle, and one is that St. Patrick's Day is huge here, which of course now I realize in retrospect should have been obvious. But in Silicon Valley it's just another day.
... Oh, and on the street people were handing out free copies of the New York Post, and they were actually yelling "Read all about it!" Surreal to say the least.
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Brian Tiemann
