Only In New York

Today was one of those quintessential New York moments. I was riding in the backseat of a car next to my West African friend, who was chatting on her cell phone, in French, to her sister in Mali, West Africa. Then the Dominican driver's phone rang, and he started a conversation in Spanish. To complete the UN trifecta, my phone rang and I answered it in English.  All three of us hung up our phones at the same time, and laughed. Just another reason why I love this city.