This fall I started grad school in New York. I had every intention of being as unabashedly touristy as possible, but unfortunately, the feeling didn't last:
On the 1 train, into our car steps a Mariachi band. Till the next stop they perform for us
My thoughts: I love these people! They don't even realize what a service they provide for us. We're often so deprived of art and culture, so what better way to fill this hole than during our daily commute? I'll give them money.
On the way home, the band again
My thoughts: What, they're still here? Sheesh.