New York City is experiencing a heat wave this week that I've taken off from work to putz around both at home in Massachusetts and in the emptied out city. It's meant a lot of moving from subway car to subway car until I find the actually cold one, as well as a deep appreciation rain today.
For July forth, I didn't do much in the way of celebratory, besides margaritas for dinner and watching the distant Jersey City fireworks from the 79th street pier. But I'm fully in support of doing nothing for holidays.
I don't think I've taken enough time to appreciate a staycation in New York, especially in the summer. Right now I'm nursing a bad burn from a day trip yesterday to Sandy Hook beach, watching the World Cup, and making art in my air conditioned apartment. Later I think I'll venture out, maybe buy some watermelon, and get my nails done. I love a lazy, summer life in New York City (even if for just a few days.)