The Big Apple

New York is Amazing, in all its big city ways. I went with my closest friend from High School (’03), Jessica. She had a job interview in the Big Apple so I went with her as shes never been to a city that size before. As it turned out we were both very much the country pumpkins. We decided to take the train to N.Y., to catch up on old times and enjoy the view.

Within an hour of arriving in the city we were already lost. I had Curtis on the phone, had stopped and asked directions and was still able to wind up dazed and confused. We finally figured out that we had walked almost 8 blocks in the wrong direction. 🙁 After asking locals how to flag down a cab, we were finally successful. (I was informed to get it just right, you need to be partially in the street and look very confident – my mindless waving was apparently not the right way to do it!).

The Cabby drove like a madman through and around Times Square to get us to our final destination. Scared, and quite shaken we arrive at the Holiday Inn. We go and drop our stuff off at the hotel to realize that my cell phone had somehow escaped me during the excitement. I call it from Jessicas phone, and then suddenly we get a call back from a lady. The lady says how she had found the phone in the cab, then called my mom to inform her how nice New Yorkers are to tourist like myself. She then say she will be leaving my phone with her doorman.

We were staying in Manhattan – Mid-Town. We go right away to get my cell phone, we arrive and I get it from the doorman. Who very prophetically and with a thick accent lets me know that ‘your cell phone is your life’. I’m thinking “WTF”. I’ve been here an hour and so far had gotten lost (almost winding up in the Hudson River), had almost been killed by our taxi driver, had lost my cell phone, and now was being informed that I had somehow cut myself off from my life due to the misplacement of a communication device. Again, wtf.

After that I decide I need a small drink. So we find a small Italian joint and share a bottle of wine. After watching the waiters failed attempts to flirt with us, we depart and spend the next hour roaming around Times Square. The city is in chaos as the New York marathon had just taken place. People with medals around their neck everywhere, and singing, and drinking. Its a Sunday night and the city it completely alive with hooah and cheer.

The next morning we wake up at 6, a bit grouchy and then we were off to ‘get er done’. I walk Jess to her meeting/interview and then roam the streets for the next 8 hrs. I hit up a Barnes and Nobles first to purchase some kind of guide to this massive metropolis. I then make my way to the St.Patrick’s Cathedral. Which is amazing. Massive and beautiful architecture – the likes of which I’ve never seen before. A very proud building that brought out the humility in me (for once 🙂 ). Then I was off to the Rockefeller. Which had good art work, snobby people, an ice skating ring, and some good natured tourists like myself. And this was the pattern of my day. I stayed in Mid-Town in case Jessica was to get done early.

The most interesting part of the city was definitely the streets of the city. They were a life unto themselves. Always in a state of perpetual motion. Standing still was not an option, as you were forced in the direction of the flow. I say force without a negative connotation, it was more like you were guided along by the flow of the traffic. As if the streets moved me themselves, instead of me moving myself. The streets know the city better then I do, so I asked myself, why not follow their subtle direction.

I felt safe at all times, well, minus one of the taxi rides. But the city was full of adventure and life and I hope to visit again, as its pretty close to D.C.

2 Comments »

  1. Blake said,

    November 7th, 2007 at 2:55 am

    Hi! Great pictures! 🙂 Thanks for sharing. Glad you made it through okay – I’ve never been to NY, but it looks like a must-see.

  2. John M said,

    November 9th, 2007 at 9:55 pm

    Hi ya Ruck. You look like you are getting some sight seeing in and enjoying yourself prior to the big push. I am visiting Charollettesville Virg. in a few weeks, I don’t think it compares to NY, but should be fun anyway. Cheers.

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