Manhattan, New York.
“New York is an ugly city, a dirty city. Its climate is a scandal, its politics are used to frighten children, its traffic is madness, its competition is murderous.
But there is one thing about it – once you have lived in New York and it has become your home, no place else is good enough.”
John Steinbeck – America and Americans and Selected Non-fiction.
They say that the third time’s a charm and so far so good.
New York is a funny city, where both the old, the new, the living and the dead fight for your attention and your praise. It’s this kind of dichotomy that keeps me coming back for more and why no matter how long you live here or how many times you visit you will always in some way experience that first time feeling.
My love affair with NYC started off with the cab ride over around this time about 2 years ago. One of the first and last sights that you see when you enter this mad city is, believe it or not, a massive boneyard called Calvary Cemetery. The 365 acre large dead people farm is not the first thing you’d expect to see, but I really like it. There are approximately 1.75M people interred in that cemetery which as you can understand makes for a whole lotta tombstones! Now factor the Manhattan skyline into the backdrop and voila, you’ve got yourself a postcard.
My hostel is situated in Midtown nestled in between Gramercy Park and the Flatiron District which is central to NYC and certainly makes it easier to stumble across tourist-y attractions without having to walk too far. It offers free breakfast (how much of that is really free?) BYO Vegemite.
For those of you that know me well enough to both love and loathe me, you’ll know that the number 8 is the first of my favourite and lucky numbers. Lucky number 8 is home until Sunday.
Monday Evening/ Tuesday’s travels.
- Flatiron Building – architectural genius right here, would hate to be the person whose office was in the corner, especially if your claustrophobic or afraid of rounded corners.
- Herald Square & Macy’s – oh Macy’s, Macy’s, wherefore-art thou Macy’s? You are amazing and I love you, sadly you were closed last time I was here but this time you were open for business and welcomed me into your loving embrace like a long lost friend.
- Times Square / Broadway – I’ve gone on a few dates with you and I gotta say if you’ve done it once you need not do it again. Still worth going there to say you’ve been there done that, I can check you off the list once and for all.
- Rockefeller Centre/Plaza & Magnolia Bakery – Yum, cupcakes.
- The Australian Pub – totally not the “Australian experience” but then again I’m not sure what is? We sat around and watched the US open and saw Hewitt self sabotage, VERY entertaining if you like giving yourself Chinese burns.
Even the best laid plans of mice and men often go astray, so the agenda for tomorrow/the rest of the week is to see/do at least 2 “typical New York” things per day like eat sushi on the high line or grab a bagel from a diner. Tomorrow’s agenda will hopefully include central park, the high line, grand central station and lots of food coupled with walking and dying from air pollution.
New York, you are going to kill me, but I kinda like it.