I went to Manhattan on the past weekend for two nights. I went with a friend of mine, and his friends. Manhattan was just what I expected, lots of stores and lots of busy people. Our hotel was really nice though, we stayed at the W hotel. Five of us shared a room, a very small room. The company is what made the trip great. They were all super cool people, and I made new friends. I look forward to seeing them again.
We went to many restaurants and saw a show off Broadway. It was called Alter Boyz, and was very funny (Christian boys turned boy band).
While in Manhattan, we passed a women lying on the street yelling out ‘I haven’t eaten today, I haven’t eaten today’. This scene made me have to hold back tears, as all around me where nicely dressed people holding their Gucci, Banana Republic, etc. bags. No one even looked, or even pretended to care. How does someone end up on the street like that, there are places for them to get help right? I’m not judging any of the people around me, as I too did not help her. Why didn’t I help, could it be that I fell into the bystander affect? Next time I will help, right?
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