I made two dashes to NYC the week before Sandy hit in order to get my visa. My first taste of China came in the form of the Fung Wah Bus. In order to get to the consulate as early as possible, I took the 2 AM Fung Wah bus twice for what turned out to be all day treks. The first day I had to stay over at a hotel because the agency failed to send me my travel information. Thankfully, I got the visa's. The operation involved taking the Fung Wah to the bowery/chinatown, the subway to 42 street, then cabs or subway to the fed-ex kinkos near 79st. A whole lotta running around! More about my experiences with the job placement agency later.
Oddly, the only picture I took while in NYC was of a wall painting on 41st street. This is a little prescient, because 41st is the demarcation line in NYC between the part of the city with lights and the part of the city in the dark due to super storm Sandy. Just an odd tidbit.
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