The lights, the tinsel, the ice. New York was freezing last week. Well, to be more specific, it was below freezing. A nice break from Santa Barbara, but I had to run and buy a hat real quick, because hats are not de rigeur in the places I frequent this side of the country. It was delightful though, frozen extremities aside. Busy, crowded, and fast-- I'll admit it's not the lauded "Greatest City in the World", but it's an awful lot of fun. Surprisingly, Central Park in winter looks like a flattened Norway.
I stayed in an excellent apartment rental in Park Slope in Brooklyn near Prospect Park. Very cozy and homey spot and the apartment was nicer than my place in SB (contact me if you'd like the info on it-- I highly recommend it). My favorite neighbourhoods, however, were on Manhattan-- the West Village and the Upper East Side. Of course, right? As in everything and everywhere I go I feel most comfortable around things and places I cannot possibly afford-- yet. Now, I like camping and mud and tree-climbing very much, but walking up Madison Avenue past the splendour of $1,500 shirts? A little guilty bit of me sighs in delight. One day, one day. And you are welcome to join me.
I took a bundle of pictures of everything from Broadway to Ground Zero to Staten Island, but I have not uploaded them yet. You will know when I do. For now, I'm cozily holed up in my home sweet home beside a roaring fire listening to Christmas music (I kid you not). Best wishes, and more to come!
