Can’t Walk Central Park in 20 Minutes
I finally made it to New York! After a very long flight, and a crappy film on board, I landed in New York. I caught the train and then the subway to 72nd street and walked to my hotel Central Park in view and checked in. I’m glad I didn’t have to far to walk, the heat was on high.
After I unpacked, I wandered around the top half of Central Park, I was trying to get to the bottom, which I thought would only take about 20 minutes, but I ended up walking in circles, I felt like that little child you always see in the middle of a park crying, except I didn’t cry, well not in front of anyone. Gave up on the park and went walking around, chatting to anyone I could strike up a conversation with. Eating food at all the street vendors I’d come across, good stuff. It’s definitely New York, I really liked all the escape ladders on the buildings, they’re really cool and all the building themselves are wicked. Yellow taxis are everywhere, it’s almost a sea of yellow when I look up or down a street.
A few things I’ve noticed: A man feeding his dog milk with a baby bottle. Squirrels in the park are as tame as a domestic animal. They won’t run off and they helped themselves to my popcorn. There are tons of restaurants that have been used in film where the lovers are photographed with each other. Central Park is crowded with people jogging, running and skating, which for the life of me, I can’t figure out why they are in this kind of heat. Can’t walk Central Park down 5th Avenue in 20 minutes. I feel like I’m living in a Donnie Brasco movie and all the females sound like Rosie Perez. It’s fun really, kind of like Brixton, but so much not a bad thing. It’s really hot. Buildings look like they’re from the film ‘The Goonies’ and ‘Big’.
Next on my list: check out all the art museums and the music scene. That starts tomorrow.