As with most things, New York really does things right. As in, the Fourth is like a mass exodus to the Hudson River because fireworks. Fireworks, you guys! To make a second year tradition, we spent the evening with friends snacking and rooftop firework watching. Turns out the 19th floor is a nice place to celebrate.
After banking on Mother Nature for another beautiful weekend (spoiler alert: didn’t happen) Matthew and I snuck up to the roof of my building to take some photos in the chilly and cloudy weather. As it turns out that even with cable wires and cigarette butts every where you look, this city somehow still ends up looking pretty. Ah, New York, you and your photogenic abilities!
And just as a treat, here’s some photographic evidence of us at our best.