Step Nine for an Extraordinary Life: Act Like a Tourist
It couldn’t have been more obvious we were “not from those parts.” Wearing comfortable clothes. Lingering, in no hurry to get somewhere. Tilting back in slight back bends (our mouths agape) to marvel at the height of the skyscrapers surrounding us. Ok, we exaggerated the last bit just to be silly. But yes, my parents and I were the quintessential tourists in New York City. We stuck out, even in a sea of other visitors, even in a city where we definitely weren’t the weirdest thing on the street. It’s one thing to embrace the tourist persona while on…
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