Day late, dollar short (Sunday Training)

So, yeah, sorry about the delay in getting a post about my second day (sunday).

Basically, sunday we got up and a few of us guys went and got breakfast at a small hole-in the wall place a few blocks from the hostel. While there, I had some of the best hot chocolate I've ever had in my life. Also, I got to know Ross, who is also a PRT major that's interning with Crusade. He's a pretty cool guy, and I ended up staying with him and a couple of other guys and going with them to training. But, we ended up thinking we could get off the subway and walk instead of switching over, but we soon found out that the subway maps are not to scale.

After getting to training with the STINT team late, we found out some stuff about NYC, navigating the subway (although I'm almost an expert after going on them at least 50 times in the past few days), and about the upcoming days of ministry on campus.

The training session took place in this fairly nice building just past Grand Central Station. It was extremely hot in the building for some reason, though. After training we went as a whole to a Presbyterian church in Raleigh that was really different than what I'm used to back home. The preacher was an Asian and the message was really focused on evangelism (which isn't a bad thing), but he was very in your face and the message seemed as if was geared more towards people who are experimenting with a variety of religions (which may be more suitable for NYC?)

After the service, I went with Mark, Erin, Alex, and one other girl to Little Italy for supper. (btw I ate sesame chicken at grand central station for lunch, it was ok) ((Also, apparently there are two little italys, one is in manhattan and is the fake one, that is the one we went to, the other is in the bronx or somewhere) )
Anyway, I ate some pizza and it was really good and I had a great time hanging out and talking with everyone. Afterwards, we met back up with another group and went to the subway station and went through a long ordeal of closed trains that eventually led us waiting in one station for like 25 mins. I enjoyed listening to a pair of jazz musicians playing while we waited, though.

At night we played this really cool group game back in the hostel called "Signs." I'll have to play it sometime when I get back to N.C.