It's almost 9:30 and I didn't post a damned thing today. I did go out and took some pictures that were intended to be part of a post. I haven't looked at them yet, but I suspect they may suck.
I'll look at them tomorrow and decide whether or not they're usable. We'll see.
I will pass on one thing that happened today. I was at the Brooklyn Heights Promenade. That's a spot with a great view of Lower Manhattan, The Brooklyn Bridge, and The Statue of Liberty. While I'm standing there, a woman walks up to me and with a heavy Caribbean accent asks if that's the city. I said yes and she said it was her first time seeing it. When I asked her where she was from, she said, "Flatbush". For those of you who don't know, Flatbush is a Brooklyn neighborhood about 3 miles from where we were standing. I asked her where she lived before Flatbush, she said she'd lived there all her life.
So here's a woman (she looked to be in her 30's) who's lived in Flatbush all her life and she's never seen Manhattan before. Don't get me wrong, I love Brooklyn. But you know what? There are things about living here that are hard. And if I wanted to go 30-odd years without seeing Manhattan, I sure as hell would do it somewhere cheaper and easier than Brooklyn.
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My Mom once remarked, somewhat extempore, that the view from Brooklyn Heights Promenade was enough of a reason to come to New York all by itself. That was, maybe, a week after we arrived from Russia. A bit less than 30 years.
Thanks Nathan. I was having a really rough morning, but this gave me a chuckle.
In all 9 years of living in New York the only time I went to see Statue of Liberty was when my future wife came over for a visit, while we were dating, that was the last year before I left NY.
Yes,
Visits to the Statue of Liberty and stuff like that are reserved for when there are out of town visitors in town. But never seeing Manhattan? Holy shit!
Oh sure, you promise new content over on the whatever, and this is what we get. Someone who hasn't travelled more than 3 miles from their home? Heck, I live in the boondocks and I could find one or two like that.
Just bustin' your chops, dude. :)
Steve, I'm busily attempting to unsuckify the pictures I took yesterday. Then I shall post.
And I believe I said I might post something new.
Gee, what if the poor woman was the only child of a domineering single parent, who only let her out of the house to go to school, if that, and then up and died recently, thus freeing her to finally get out and see what was around her own lonely corner, and the first person she meets mocks her on a blog!? Huh? What if?
How's that for a turd in the egg nog?
You're welcome.
Might schmite, I want content!
Steve,
If Blogger would load pictures in the damn order I tell it to, you'd have content. A little more patience will be required.
Jeff,
I don't care for eggnog in its unadulterated form, so turd away. (I can't speak for what everyone else will do to you, but it's cool either way with me.)
I grew up less than an hour from NYC and have been there uncountable numbers of times. Yet, I have never been to the Statue of Liberty or the Empire State Bldg. My five year-old has been to the ESB though, with her dad, while I was in the midst of boring family crap last spring.
A hint for the tourists:
When we took GF's mother to the Empire State Bldg. they took us straight to the front of the line for tickets and then straight to the next elevator going up...because GF's mother uses a walker.
I would definitely consider renting an old person if you're visiting there.
That's pretty cool of them, actually. I have a disabled friend who would've loved that, because standing in long lines just absolutely kills him for the next week. If more places did that, he'd be able to do more touristy things more often.
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