One of my favorite things to do in NY was to walk the streets at night. It was perfect. Cool, darkly lit streets. Fewer people and I was wide awake due to my California body clock. Bars were open. Cafes were open. I could buy pizza and french pastries at 3 in the morning just down the block from my hotel. And I did.
It was at night the majesty of the city was apparent. The architecture. The buildings. And the infrastructure. We walked down the avenue to Madison Square Gardens to the 24 hour post office - with its row upon row of columns and steps. I reflected on the Greek and Roman architecture of our founding fathers. Earlier in the day I had admired the new glass buildings being constructed from the observation deck of the Empire State. I enjoyed the mixed architecture - the old and the new.
Walking the streets with the boyf I remarked that NY is like the internet before the internet. The sheer quantity of people in the limited space. And because of the quantity you're going to find people with your same interests, no matter how subcultural they might be. I imagined people came to NY to connect. To find people like themselves. To find acceptance. And to make it big.
I walked so much In my 3 days in the city. I didn't like the crowded sidewalks or the loads of people during the day. I have always loved big spaces where people gather when they are empty. And the streets of NY at night were a huge stage. I saw the trash trucks stopping in for pizza along the route. I saw the grocery store delivery trucks restocking NYC shelves. The moist streets from power washing - preparing for the day. I looked to the sky to see if I could see stars and got distracted by the reverse-vertigo of the buildings and the twinkling of the top floor lights.
NY you showed an LA girl a good time. Thanks. I'll be back.
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