What day is it again ?

the days are starting to blend together, so many impressions so many new and wonderful sights and sounds. So our days in Jersey City aka New York , look somewhat like this. we wake up , we walk to the PATH Train ( metro) , we get swallowed by the CITY. Then we find the PATH train and re-emerge at street level , Grove street ,Jersey City , aka decompression station. What ever happens across the river is one big wonderful , sweaty , smelly blend of wonderfulness.

The band was Wonderfull , the singers voice , for me, even better. Dinner was delicious , wine added to the festivities. After this we walked to the icon of the Empire State and waited patiently in lines for what seemed and hour. Glad I have such a patient companion, spouse, lover, best bud , and bestest friend in the whole world. We missed the sunset by 1 minute but still…. what a view, must have been more then a dozen visits and it does not get old. it never will for me.

Our first taxi to the Village , best pizza at “Pizza Artichoke”, drink with an Irish lad and relaxed feeling on the busy streets. Taxi from MacDougal to Christopher , down to the PATH train, back to reality in Jersey City. What a great night.

Early morning in Manhattan, Sunday , it’s quiet, sunlight is spilling thru the canyons in your eyes , your walking towards the east ! Catch a little shade , walking north or south!

every block people are waking up , opening stores, one of a kind coffee shops are reaching out to you with their waking aroma. The smell of fresh baked bread beckons you for breakfast again. Seventh Avenue is closed off and vendors are unpacking their wares. I felt like Notting Hill, where Julia Roberts walks thru 4 seasons in four minutes, except my seasons are stages of readiness for a bustling streetmarket. What a city, the people make it , no one man can break it !

Images coming in the next post, I went a bit crazy with the amount of photos and now I’m stuck editing them.

Bye