The Soundwalk- Wandering around the Lower East Side is not only is a trip in itself but if you really try and be atentive to the sounds ensuing around you you'd be surprised just how chaotic and crazy things are more so then they already seem. I already am a chronic eaves dropper so tuning into people's conversations as I strolled by was a sinch for me. I overheard this tipsy woman telling her tipsy friend about this guy she went on a date with and how at one point on the date she went to get inside his car and her tone changed as she angrily mentioned how rude he was when he didn't allow her to bring her snowball in his car. That was definitely an interesting conversation. Besides the random banter between people on the streets I heard a lot of what I hear everyday against my will, a lot of cars speeding by and braking with irritating squeekyness, taxi's swerving into puddles to pull over and pick pedestrians up, busses airy brakes, and sirens wailing. High pitched laughter and deep laughter filled the street corner as I approached it waiting to cross. There was a fight on the next block between these this couple and the girl started crying and her foot steps were fast and thumping as she made her way in the opposite direction of where her huffing and puffing boyfriend was headed. Doors swished closed to restaurants as I passed them. Candy wrappers and old newspapers crinkled softly as I accidently stepped on them as I made my way toward this dive bar where you could hear the music from blocks away just blaring in and out, getting gradually louder and louder as I approached to go inside where I decided to end the soundwalk but what actually ended up happening was the shenanigan ensuing the remainder of my night, well for days after that too.