do you have a preconceived notion of every place you visit? and then since you expect it, it shows up? in some ways that’s what my first day in new york felt like.
i’m staying in an amazing area. It’s called gramercy – and it’s a few blocks from greenwich and east village. it’s a fantastic blend of stone and shrubbery.
had to have a short nap before i headed out for a wander – i had no plans but to see where my feet would take me. they took me around parts of an amazing city on a glorious sunshiney day. i wonder what is it about all these water towers - all the older buildings have these tanks on their tops. strange but kinda cool.
walked through washington square in greenwich – people everywhere, soaking in the sun, eating late lunches on the park benches and the grass.
and then those fantastical people you get everywhere, but they seem to be in neon here. the couple arguing crossing a street, a conversation in the middle of the sidewalk that in his mind is in the middle of his lounge room. actually, i think every mobile call is like that. a neo-nazi in a white wife-beater, could just be a young guy going prematurely bald trying to stay cool.
came across bryant park which sits behind the new york public library (think ghostbusters) – and there was some sort of dog show going on. one event was seeing how far a dog could jump into a pool of water. i was given a frisbee out of that look-see. that's pretty new york don't you think?
turned down another street and there was grand central station with the chrysler building in the background. in all the pictures i've seen of grand central they've never shown the ceiling of the place. it's pretty spectacular - not sure if it came out so in my pics though. :)
from times square to the theatre district… so much to see in this town.
i realised some time around then that I hadn’t eaten since the sf airport last night, so stopped for a hotdog. i did warn you, not at my best. ha!!
loud voices of many accents, buying pretzels and hotdogs from street vendors, crazy and amazing buildings, traffic insane enough to make me walk at the lights. i catch a glimpse of someone i think i know, it could happen but this time it's just my imagination.
i hunt down the rockefeller centre and fall over the radio city music hall. then took an elevator to the "top of the rock" to some absolutely fabulous views. it's 67 floors up and on the trip down there's a glass top elevator. the lights are dimmed in the lift and then coloured lights shine up each floor as you descend. not as nearly as bad as the tower of terror at disney but i think you'd enjoy it vince. ;)
(how many bloody starbucks does this country need? didn’t think you’d hear me ask that, did you julie?)
i passed by the ny film school which is not far from my hotel, love the fact that the building also holds a liquor store.
by the end of tuesday i’m weaving my way through cars with the locals instead of waiting for the signals and end up back where I began the day’s journey.
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Oh leisa
'enjoying this so much. I was shocked to see that have aged just as much as me. i suppose that, that is realistic because we are the same age. I still expected to see you looking the same as you did in highschool. But you still fantastic. We have kept in touch for twenty years and never seen each other face to face.
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