Sunday, September 19, 2010

Concrete Jungle Where Dreams Are Made Of Part 1, New York City


Yellow cabs honk their horns,
Bikers swoosh on by in between the nooks and crevices,
Empire State shines on,
Couture strut their glory in Bryant Park,
As birds migrate to Central Park

The iconic New York City.

Grabbing bagels from a vendor across the street we wait behind the businessman, the man in sweats and the boy in a bike. Rockefeller Centre is along the way, the passerby run into our shoulders. We are scared to venture into the ice skating rink as the fear of unknown eyes witnessing the worst of falls is not a story we want to be remembered for.  With a DSLR in hand, I snap a photo and move on.




Where there's Broadway, there are aspiring actors. We stumbled onto Ellen’s Stardust Diner full of aspiring stars making a living performing and serving us food. I hope that the 18% tip will help them get thru the week and they do end up making it in the city that never sleeps.

Our feet is our means of transport. During the journey of getting lost, we stumbled onto one of many entrances of Central Park. Autumn has come and the wilting leaves creates a sea of orange on the sorry grass.  Birds lie on Angel of the Waters, in Bethesda Fountain while a father and son stroll thru The Mall.  


A man playing bongos outside his window in Greenwich while singing "two girls should smile a bit," as we pass by. We consciously eased the corners of our mouth to show we are nice girls as heart. We reach the doorsteps of Carrie Bradshaw, the fictional Sex and the City character and take a picture with our best heels on. Ceramic pieces are hung on a wired gate to honour those who were lost during the tragic Sept 11 occurrence. We honour the lives that were lost and the heroes who risked their lives.


A Simple Map of New York City courtesy of NYCTourist.com

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